We ride fast and faster. Past my house, sad and red and crumbly in places, past Mr. Benny's grocery on the corner, and down the avenue which is dangerous. Laundoromat, junk store, drugstore, windows and cars and more cars , and around the block back to Mango.

　　People on the bus wave. A very fat lady crossing the street says. You sure got quite a load there.

　　Rachel shouts. You got quite a load there too. She is very sassy.

　　Down, down Mango Street we go. Rachel, Lucy, me. Our new bicycle. Laughing the crooked ride back.

　　我们越骑越快，骑过了我的家，那破落又悲哀、砖墙碎裂的红色小屋，骑过了街角宾尼显示的小卖铺，骑在了危险的大道上。自助洗衣店、旧货店、药店、一个个窗子、一辆辆汽车，越来越多的汽车，都经过了。我们围着街区绕一圈，骑回芒果街。

　　巴士上的人向我们挥手。一个很胖很胖的女人边过街边说，你们的装载量很大呀。

　　瑞秋喊道，你的装载量也很大呀。她说话好冒失。

　　我们沿着芒果街前行。瑞秋、露西、我，还有我们的新自行车。歪歪扭扭的回程，我们一直笑呀笑。