翻译一篇故事类文章（最好英汉对译) 求一些简单的英语文章或者故事，最好带翻译，谢谢
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It was the night before the composition was due.那是该交作文那天的前夕。
As I looked at the list of topics (题目) , "The Art of Eating Spaghetti (意大利面条) " caught my eye.
看着列出的所选题目，“吃意大利面的艺术”这一条映入我的眼帘。
The word "spaghetti" brought back the memory of an evening at Uncle Alien' s in Belleville when all of us were seated around the table and Aunt Pat served spaghetti for supper.
“意大利面”这个词，将我的记忆带回了在 Belleville 的Alien叔叔的家里的那天晚上。那天，我们围坐在桌旁，Pat婶婶给我们做了意大利面作晚餐。
Spaghetti was an exotic (外来的) treat in those days.
“意大利面”(Spaghetti)当时还是一种外来食物。
Never had I eaten spaghetti, and none of the grown-ups had enough experience to be good at it.
那时我从来都没有吃过意大利面，而且，大人们也没有谁能有那么多的经验来做好它。
What laughing arguments we had about the socially respectable method for moving spaghetti from plate to mouth.
关于怎么样把意大利面从盘中送入口中才显得高雅，当时我们的争论多么好笑。
Suddenly, I wanted to write about that, but I wanted to put it down simply for my own joy, not for Mr. Fleagle, my composition teacher. As for him, I would write something else.
突然我想到把它写下来，而我想写仅仅是为了我的快乐，而不是为了我的作文老师Fleagle。至于对他呢，我会写点别的什么东西。
When I finished it the night was half gone and there was no time left to write a proper com¬position for Mr. Fleagle.
当我把这篇文章写完的时候，已经过了大半夜了。写一篇合适的作文来交给Fleagle老师是来不及了。
There was no choice next morning but to hand in my work.
于是第二天早上，除了把那篇文章交上去，我别无选择。
Two days pas¬sed before Mr. Fleagle returned the graded papers. He said, "Now, class, I want to read you a composition, “The Art of Eating Spaghetti'. "
两天过去了， Fleagle老师批改完了我们的作业。他说：“好了，同学们，我要给你读一篇范文，《吃意大利面的艺术》。”
My words! He was reading my words out loud to the whole class.
那是我写的！他在向全班同学朗读我的文字！
Somebody laughed, then the whole class was laughing with open-hearted enjoyment.
有人笑了，然后全班都在无所顾忌的开心的笑了起来。
I did my best not to show pleasure, but what I was feeling was pure happiness, for my words had the power to make people laugh.
我尽力不流露出得意的心情,但是看到我写的文章竟然能使别人大笑,我真是心花怒放。
It was the night before the composition was due. As I looked at the list of topics (题目) , "The Art of Eating Spaghetti (意大利面条) " caught my eye. The word "spaghetti" brought back the memory of an evening at Alien' ' s in Belleville when all of us were seated around the table and Aunt Pat served spaghetti for supper. Spaghetti was an exotic (外来的) treat in those days.
这发生 在我做完作文之前。当我看着题目列表时，《吃意大利面的艺术》吸引了我。Spaghetti (意大利面条）这个词使我回忆起那次我们在住Belleville 的Alien叔叔家的一个晚上。当我们所有人都围坐在桌子旁时，Pat婶婶为我们的晚餐准备了意大利面。当时，意大利面还是外来物。
Never had I eaten spaghetti, and none of the grown-ups had enough experience to be good at it. What laughing arguments we had about the socially respectable method for moving spaghetti from plate to mouth. Suddenly, I wanted to write about that, but I wanted to put it down simply for my own joy, not for Mr. Fleagle, my composition teacher. As for him, I would write something else.
我从来没有吃过意大利面，而且那些大人们也都没有足够的吃意面的经历使他们熟悉吃意面的艺术（方式）。那些我们关于如何将意面从盘子里吃入嘴里才是被社会认可的方法的讨论真是太搞笑了！突然，我想写关于那些东西了。但我想把它写下来仅仅是为了自己开心，而不死为了 Fleagle老师，也就是我的作文老师；至于他嘛，我会写一些别的东西交给他的。
When I finished it the night was half gone and there was no time left to write a proper com¬position for Mr. Fleagle. There was no choice next morning but to hand in my work. Two days pas¬sed before Mr. Fleagle returned the graded papers. He said, "Now, class, I want to read you a composition, “The Art of Eating Spaghetti'. "
当我把这写完时已经很晚了，而且我没有时间再为Fleagle老师写另外的一篇了。没办法，明天我只好把这个交给老师了。两天过去了，Fleagle老师发回了批改了的作业。他说：“同学们，现在，我想给你们读一篇文章.：《吃意大利面的艺术》。”
My words! He was reading my words out loud to the whole class. Somebody laughed, then the whole class was laughing with open-hearted enjoyment. I did my best not to show pleasure, but what I was feeling was pure happiness, for my words had the power to make people laugh.
我的作文！他在对着全班同学大声读我的作文！！有些人笑了，接着，全班都享受着爽朗地地笑了。我尽量不表现出高兴，但事实上我内心完全是非常幸福的，因为我的语言有使全班大笑的力量！
It was the night before the composition was due.这是完成写作的前一天晚上。 As I looked at the list of topics (题目) , "The Art of Eating Spaghetti (意大利面条) " caught my eye. 当我在我看作文题目表时，“吃意大利面的艺术”吸引了我的眼球。The word "spaghetti" brought back the memory of an evening at Uncle Alien' s in Belleville when all of us were seated around the table and Aunt Pat served spaghetti for supper. 意大利面这个单词使我回想起那个在BELLEVILL的ALIEN阿姨家的晚上，当所有人走在桌子旁边，PAT阿姨用意面作为晚餐的招待，Spaghetti was an exotic (外来的) treat in those days.意面是一个额外的招待在那个时候。 Never had I eaten spaghetti, and none of the grown-ups had enough experience to be good at it. 我从未吃过意面，而且没有一个成年人有过好好吃它的经历。What laughing arguments we had about the socially respectable method for moving spaghetti from plate to mouth. 如此可笑的理论，我们对移动面条从盘子里到最里更熟练。Suddenly, I wanted to write about that, but I wanted to put it down simply for my own joy, not for Mr. Fleagle, my composition teacher.突然地，我想把写这些事，但我想要它作为我的个人享受，而不可是给MR,FLEA，我的作文老师。
As for him, I would write something else.至于他，我会写一些其他的东西给他。
When I finished it the night was half gone and there was no time left to write a proper com¬position for Mr. Fleagle. 当我写完这篇走完，天已经亮了一大半，没有多的时间让我写一篇有准备的作文个MR.FLEAGLE.There was no choice next morning but to hand in my work.除了交作业外没有其他的选择。 Two days pas¬sed before Mr. Fleagle returned the graded papers. 两天过了，MR.FLRAGLE才把试卷还给我们。He said, "Now, class, I want to read you a composition, “The Art of Eating Spaghetti'. "他说：“现在，全班挺好了，我要读你的作文《吃意面的艺术》。
My words!我的文字！He was reading my words out loud to the whole class. 他正在大声地向全班宣读我的文章。Somebody laughed, then the whole class was laughing with open-hearted enjoyment. 有些人笑了，然后整个班无所顾忌地大笑起来。I did my best not to show pleasure, but what I was feeling was pure happiness, for my words had the power to make people laugh.我尽我最大的努力不要表现出我的快乐，但是我所感受到的是一种纯粹的快乐，因为我的文字有一种力量能使人笑起来。
>﹏<亲自翻译的 好累啊
这是我自己翻译的，可能某些地方不是太准确呀!
这是创作到期的前一个晚上，正当我浏览题目的单子，“吃意大利面条的艺术”吸引了我的视线。单词“意大利面条”将我的记忆带回到在Belleville，舅舅Alien家的一个晚上。当我们所有人都围着桌子坐下后，舅母Pat 端上意大利面条作为晚餐。在那些时候，意大利面条是一种外来的款待。我从没吃过意大利面条，并且没有哪一个大人有足够的经验擅长于它。我们有的有关好笑的说理是社会上的体面的方法对于将意大利面条从盘子里移到嘴中。突然，我想写些关于这件事的东西。但我想记下它仅仅是出于我的愉快的心情，而不是因为 Fleagle先生，我的作文老师。至于他，我会写些其他的东西。
当我完成它后，夜已过了一半。并且已经没有时间写一篇对于Fleagle先生的适合的作文了。已经没有选择，明天上交作业是事实。Fleagle先生回收评分试卷的前两天过去了。他说:“现在，同学们，我想向你们读一篇作文，“吃意大利面条的艺术”。”
我的文章！他正向全班大声地读我的文章。有人笑了，然后整个教室都开始轻松愉快地笑。我尽我最大的努力不显示出我的快乐。但我却感觉到单纯的幸福，因为我的文章有能力使人们发笑。
在远方同为你拜年（答时还是31号）
那是要交作文的前一天晚上。我在看题目列表的时候，“吃意大利面的艺术”一题引起了我的注意。“意大利面”一次唤起了我的记忆 ---- 在BELLEVILLE镇ALIEN舅舅家里的那傍晚。当时我们全部都围坐在桌子旁，姑姑端上了意大利面晚餐。在那个年代，意大利面是算“洋货”，挺稀奇的。我从来没吃过意大利面，而且在场的大人也没有足够关于怎么吃的经验。 我们有了一个很滑稽的关于怎么是正确地把意大利面从碟子送到口里的争吵。突然，我想就写那件事，但是我想暂时不写，来重温一下当时的快乐。我想我不为我的作文老师Mr.Fleagie写这件事了，我另选题材。
我写完的时候这夜晚已经过半了，我也没有时间来写一个正规的作文给Mr.Fleagie。 第二天早上我别无选择地交上我的作品。两天之后Mr.Fleagie发回了批改过的文章。他说：“好了同学们，我想读一篇文章给你们听，叫《吃意大利面的艺术》”
我靠！他在读我写的文章给全班听！有人大声笑了，之后全班都前仆后仰地笑。我尽量地压制我的欣喜，但是我当时感受到的是纯快乐，因为我的作品可以让人欢喜。
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