天上的一条鱼

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马利克七岁。他和妈妈、爸爸还有妹妹萨拉住在索维拉。索维拉是摩洛哥的一个城市。这个城市在海边。萨拉五岁。

Malik is seven years old. He lives with Mum, Dad and his sister Sara in Essaouira. Essaouira is a town in Morocco. The town is by the sea. Sara is five.

索维拉有很多风。风总是在。风很大，有一点儿冷。爸爸说：“我们的城市是风的城市。”

There is a lot of wind in Essaouira. The wind is always there. It is strong and a little cold. “Our town is the town of the wind,” says Dad.

今天是星期六。马利克有一个新风筝。这个风筝是优素福叔叔送的礼物。它是红色的，看起来像一条鱼。它有两只大大的黄色眼睛，还有一条长尾巴。

Today is Saturday. Malik has a new kite. The kite is a present from Uncle Yusuf. It is red and looks like a fish. It has two big yellow eyes and a long tail.

优素福叔叔是爸爸的哥哥。他是一个渔夫。他有一只蓝色的小船。他每天坐船去海上。

Uncle Yusuf is Dad’s brother. He is a fisherman. He has a blue boat. Every day he goes out to sea in the boat.

爸爸、马利克和萨拉去海滩。海滩很长，是黄色的。但是今天有一点儿奇怪。这里没有风。一点儿风都没有！

Dad, Malik and Sara go to the beach. The beach is long and yellow. But today something is strange. There is no wind. No wind at all!

爸爸问：“没有风？在索维拉？这不可能！”

“No wind?” asks Dad. “In Essaouira? That can’t be!”

马利克高高举起风筝。他跑。他跑得很快。鱼飞了一点儿。然后它掉在沙子里。啪。

Malik holds the kite up. He runs. He runs fast. The fish flies a little. Then it falls into the sand. Plop.

马利克又试了一次。又试了一次。啪。啪。鱼躺在沙子里。

Malik tries again. And again. Plop. Plop. The fish lies in the sand.

萨拉笑了。她说：“马利克，鱼不会飞。鱼会游泳！”

Sara laughs. “Malik, fish don’t fly. Fish swim!”

爸爸说：“现在我来跑。”爸爸拿了风筝。他跑得非常快。他很高大，他的腿很长。然后他摔倒了。爸爸躺在沙子里。鱼躺在爸爸身上。

“Now I’ll run,” says Dad. Dad takes the kite. He runs very fast. He is very tall, and his legs are long. Then he falls over. Dad lies in the sand. The fish lies on Dad.

现在马利克也笑了。爸爸的头发里有沙子，鼻子里也有沙子。爸爸说：“好吧。我们等。风一定会来。”

Now Malik laughs too. Dad has sand in his hair and sand in his nose. “Fine,” says Dad. “We’ll wait. The wind is sure to come.”

他们坐在沙子里，吃面包和橙子。他们等了很久。

They sit in the sand and eat bread and oranges. They wait a long time.