七条裙子和银鱼

第三天，Polly下山去小镇。她坐了缆车，一种上山下山的小火车。Polly坐在里面，看着红色的屋顶。

On day three Polly went down to the town. She rode the funicular, a small train that goes up and down the cliff. Polly sat inside and watched the red roofs.

海滩上有很多木头架子。架子上有很多小银鱼。它们正在太阳下晒干。这是这里的老传统。

The beach was full of wooden racks. On the racks were many small silver fish. They were drying in the sun. This is an old tradition here.

海鸥女士们小心地翻动银鱼。每位女士穿着七条裙子，一条套一条。七条裙子，就像一个星期的七天。

Gull ladies turned the fish with care. Each lady wore seven skirts, one on top of another. Seven skirts, like the seven days of the week.

晚上，Polly回到她的红灯笼那里。海浪比昨天更高了。现在她也能听到海浪的声音。

In the evening Polly went back to her red lantern. The waves were taller than yesterday. Now she could hear them too.