[醉染正版]蝎子 Scorpions 英文原版小说 青少年成长故事 纽伯瑞儿童文学奖作品 Walter Dean Mye

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书名：Scorpions 蝎子
难度：Lexile蓝思阅读指数610L
作者：Walter Dean Myers
出版社名称：HarperCollins
出版时间：1990
语种：英文 
ISBN：9780064470667
商品尺寸：10.8 x 1.9 x 17.8 cm
包装：简装
页数：224

Scorpions《蝎子》是1989年纽伯瑞银奖作品，讲述了一个被迫成为暴力帮派——蝎子的领袖贾马尔的故事。自从12岁的贾马尔得到一支枪后，他的生活发生了翻天覆地的变化。学校里的老师、同学、甚至他的爸爸，每个人都在干扰着贾马尔，疯狂麦克更是想让他将蝎子控制住……贾马尔能够逃过这场“劫难”吗？他又该如何守住内心的纯真，如何面对自己曾经的好朋友？
Bad Trouble Lately everybody’s messing with Jamal. His teachers, the kids at school, even his dad. And now that Jamal’s brother Randy’s in the slam, Crazy Mack has a crazy idea. He wants Jamal to take control of the Scorpions and run crack. All the gang jive—Jamal has no use for it. Unless, like some say, it’s the only way to cop the bread for Randy’s appeal... The story of twelve-year-old Jamal, whose life changes drastically when he acquires a gun. Though he survives the experience, it’s not without sacrificing his innocence and possibly his relationship with his best friend.

Walter Dean Myersis aNew York Times bestselling and critically acclaimed author who has garnered much respect and admiration for his fiction, nonfiction, and poetry for young people. Winner of the first Michael L. Printz Award, he is considered one of the preeminent writers for children. He lives in Jersey City, New Jersey, with his family.

Walter Dean Myers is aNew York Times bestselling and critically acclaimed author who has garnered much respect and admiration for his fiction, nonfiction, and poetry for young people. Winner of the first Michael L. Printz Award, he is considered one of the preeminent writers for children. He lives in Jersey City, New Jersey, with his family.

“You see anything?” No.
“Why don’t you go down to the subway?”
“Suppose she come on the bus or take a taxi?”“She ain’t got the money for no taxi.”“She could still take the bus.”
Jamal sat in the window and looked down the street. It had rained earlier, and he wondered if his mother had taken an umbrella.
“I’m hungry,” Sassy said.
“You ate.” Jamal answered his little sister without looking at her.
“You want to watch television?”
“You the one who always want to watch it,” Jamal said.
“I just asked,” Sassy said. “You worried?”“Ain’t nothing to be worried about.”“Then how come you sitting at the window ever since six o’clock?”
“How come you ask so many questions?”
“I’m gonna tell Mama you being nasty to me.”
“Tell her.”
“I’m gonna tell her you said that, too.”
“I don’t care.”
“I’m putting the television on,” Sassy said.
Jamal glanced at the clock on the wall. It was almost ten thirty. He started to ask Sassy if she had finished her homework, then changed his mind. He looked down into the Street again.
At the corner a thin man leaned against the light pole. Jamal watched as the man leaned slowly toward the ground, then straightened up. Jamal knew that the addict would repeat his nodding until he fell asleep. He looked away.
Sassy was watching some stupid program. The television was okay, even if the programs were stupid. When he got a job, he was going to buy one of those recording machines. Then he and Mama could go and get movies and watch them instead of all the stupid stuff they had on regular television.
He thought about how he would tell Mama he had the money for the recording machine. Maybe he wouldn’t even tell her—just go out and buy it for her and bring it on in the house.
Sassy fell asleep on the couch at eleven o’clock. He moved away from the window and sat next to his sister. Mama would say that he should wake her and tell her to go to bed, but he didn’t want to sit by himself.