[醉染正版]勇敢如你 英文原版小说 As Brave As You 勇气与成长 儿童文学成长小说 Jason Reyno

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书名：As Brave As You勇敢如你

读者对象：10岁及以上
难度：Lexile蓝思阅读指数750L
作者：Jason Reynolds
出版社名称：Atheneum Books
出版时间：2017
语种：英文 
ISBN：9781481415910
商品尺寸：13 x 2.8 x 19.4 cm
包装：平装
页数：432 （以实物为准）

★荣获施耐德家庭好书奖、科丽塔·斯科特·金童书奖

一往无前地去做某件事，和知道什么时候不该做什么事，哪个可以称之为“勇敢”呢？

As Brave As You《勇敢如你》是纽约时报畅销书作家杰森·雷诺兹写的一部小说，讲述了Genie、Ernie两兄弟为了证明自己的勇敢，来到乡下与自己的“盲人”爷爷体验生活，在探索勇气小屋、决定是否学习枪法的过程中，渐渐地明白了勇敢之真谛的故事。本书故事情节性强，语言简单易懂，适合孩子们阅读，也可作为亲子读物使用。

Kirkus Award Finalist
Schneider Family Book Award Winner
Coretta Scott King Author Honor Book
When two brothers decide to prove how brave they are, everything backfires—literally—in this “pitch-perfect contemporary novel” (Kirkus Reviews) by the winner of the Coretta Scott King – John Steptoe Award.
Genie’s summer is full of surprises. The first is that he and his big brother, Ernie, are leaving Brooklyn for the very first time to spend the summer with their grandparents all the way in Virginia—in the COUNTRY! The second surprise comes when Genie figures out that their grandfather is blind. Thunderstruck, Genie peppers Grandpop with questions about how he hides it so well (besides wearing way cool Ray-Bans).
How does he match his clothes? Know where to walk? Cook with a gas stove? Pour a glass of sweet tea without spilling it? Genie thinks Grandpop must be the bravest guy he’s ever known, but he starts to notice that his grandfather never leaves the house—as in NEVER. And when he finds the secret room that Grandpop is always disappearing into—a room so full of songbirds and plants that it’s almost as if it’s been pulled inside-out—he begins to wonder if his grandfather is really so brave after all.
Then Ernie lets him down in the bravery department. It’s his fourteenth birthday, and, Grandpop says to become a man, you have to learn how to shoot a gun. Genie thinks that is AWESOME until he realizes Ernie has no interest in learning how to shoot. None. Nada. Dumbfounded by Ernie’s reluctance, Genie is left to wonder—is bravery and becoming a man only about proving something, or is it just as important to own up to what you won’t do?

震惊之余，身为好奇宝宝的吉尼对爷爷有问不完的问题。他怎么自己穿搭衣服？走路时怎么知道要往哪裡走？如何用瓦斯炉煮饭？怎么能够在倒茶时不洒到杯外？吉尼认为爷爷一定是全世界很勇敢的人。但他慢慢注意到，爷爷从不踏出家门一步，真的从来没有！而当他发现那个爷爷总是消失不见的神祕房间－－一个充满鸟语花香的房间，仿佛将外头的世界搬进了室内，他开始怀疑爷爷或许并没有那么勇敢……

“Okay, that should keep her busy for a few minutes,” Ernie said, successful. He walked over to the side of Grandma and Grandpop’s house, grabbed a rusty shovel, then came back to Genie and started scooping up crusty piles of dog poop.
“What I wanna know is what you ’bout to do with that mess?” Genie asked, pinching and pulling his shorts out of his butt. Ma must not have noticed how much he had grown since the year before when she packed all his old summer clothes.
“If you put that notebook down, you’ll see,” Ernie said, holding the shovel out and walking toward the back of the house where all the trees were. When he got close enough to the wood line, he looked over his shoulder. Genie shoved the small notebook into his back pocket. “You watchin’?” Ernie called out, making sure all eyes were on him.
Genie hustled over. “Yeah.” Ernie flashed a sly grin, one that worked perfectly with his dark shades. Then, without giving any kind of warning, he cocked the shovel back and flung it forward. The poop flew into the air and out into the woods, slapping against the trees and exploding.
“Ooh yeah!” Ernie cheered, holding his shovel up as if he had just scored a touchdown.
Genie gaped, his mouth falling open as Ernie came back to scoop up more dog crud. “You just gon’ stand there, or you gon’ get in on this?” Ernie asked, chin-pointing to the other shovel leaning against the side of the house.
No way was Genie going to miss out on slinging poop. On poopidity? No. Way. How often does anybody get to catapult doo-doo into a forest? Never. Genie ran and grabbed the other shovel.
“Get this one,” Ernie said, stabbing at a gross mound, still stinky.
Genie grimaced, but he slid the shovel under the poop, grimaced again at the scratchy sound of metal on dirt, then lifted it and followed Ernie back to the tree line.
“Go for it,” Ernie said, nodding.
Genie put one foot forward, holding the shovel as if it were a baseball bat and he was about to attempt the worst bunt in history. He whipped the shovel forward, but not nearly hard enough.