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The Mixed-Up Chameleon |
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Eric Carle |
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Ã¥ÀÇ ³»¿ëÀÌ ±Ã±ÝÇØ¿ä. On a shiny green leaf sat a small green chameleon. (¹Ý¦°Å¸®´Â ÃÊ·ÏÀÙ»ç±Í À§¿¡ ÀÛÀº ÃʷϺû Ä«¸á·¹¿Â ÇÑ ¸¶¸®°¡ ¾É¾Æ ÀÖ¾ú¾î¿ä.) It moved onto a brown tree and turned brownish. (Ä«¸á·¹¿ÂÀÌ °¥»ö ³ª¹«·Î ¿Å°Ü°¡ÀÚ, ¸öÀÌ °¥»öÀ¸·Î º¯Çß¾î¿ä.) Then it rested on a red flower and turned reddish. (±×¸®°í Ä«¸á·¹¿ÂÀÌ »¡°£ ²É¿¡¼ ½¯ ¶§´Â »¡°£»öÀ¸·Î º¯ÇßÁö¿ä.) When the chameleon moved slowly across the yellow sand, it turned yellowish. You could hardly see it. (Ä«¸á·¹¿ÂÀÌ ÃµÃµÈ÷ ³ë¶õ ¸ð·¡ À§¸¦ °ÈÀÚ, ¸öÀÌ ³ë¶þ°Ô º¯Çß´ä´Ï´Ù. ´«¿¡ Àß ¶çÁö ¾Ê°Ô ¸»ÀÌ¿¡¿ä.) When the chameleon was warm and had something to eat, it turned sparkling green. (Ä«¸á·¹¿ÂÀº µû¶æÇÑ ³¯À̳ª ¹º°¡¸¦ ¸Ô¾úÀ» ¶© ¼±¸íÇÑ ÃÊ·Ï»öÀ¸·Î º¯Çß¾î¿ä.) But when it was cold and hungry, it turned grey and dull. (ÇÏÁö¸¸ Ãä°Å³ª ¹è°¡ °íÇà ¶©, ĢĢÇÑ È¸»ö ºû±ò·Î º¯ÇßÁö¿ä.) When the chameleon was hungry, it sat still and waited. (Ä«¸á·¹¿ÂÀº ¹è°¡ °íÇà ¶§¸é, °¡¸¸È÷ ¾É¾Æ ±â´Ù·È¾î¿ä.) Only its eyes moved -up, down, sideways- until it spotted a fly. (ÆÄ¸®°¡ ³ªÅ¸³¯ ¶§±îÁö, ±×Àú µÎ ´«µ¿ÀÚ¸¸ À§¾Æ·¡·Î, ¾ç¿·À¸·Î ±¼¸®¸é¼ ¸»ÀÌ¿¡¿ä.) Then the chameleon's long and sticky tongue shot out and caught the fly. (±×¸®°í´Â ±æ°í ²öÀû²öÀûÇÑ Çô¸¦ ½÷¼ Àì½Î°Ô ÆÄ¸®¸¦ Àâ¾Æ¸Ô¾úÁö¿ä.) That was its life. (ÀÌ°Ô ±×ÀÇ »ýȰÀ̾ú¾î¿ä.) It was not very exciting. (º°·Î ½ÅÀÌ ³ªÁú ¾Ê¾ÒÁÒ.) But one day... (±×·¯´ø ¾î´À ³¯...) ... the chameleon saw a zoo! (... Ä«¸á·¹¿ÂÀº µ¿¹°¿øÀ» ºÃ¾î¿ä!) It had never seen so many beautiful animals. (Áö±Ý²¯ ¾Æ¸§´Ù¿î µ¿¹°µéÀ» ÀÌ·¸°Ô ¸¹ÀÌ º» ÀûÀº ¾ø¾ú¾î¿ä.) The chameleon thought: (Ä«¸á·¹¿ÂÀº »ý°¢¿¡ Àá°å¾î¿ä.) How small I am, how slow, how weak! (³ ³Ê¹« ÀÛ°í, ³Ê¹« ´À¸®°í, ³Ê¹« ¾àÇØ ºüÁ³¾î!) I wish I could be big and white like a polar bear. (³»°¡ ºÏ±Ø°õó·³ Ä¿´Ù¶þ°í ÇϾé´Ù¸é ÁÁÀ¸·Ã¸¸!) And the chameleon's wish came true. (±×·¯ÀÚ Ä«¸á·¹¿ÂÀÇ ¼Ò¿øÀÌ ÀÌ·ïÁ³¾î¿ä.) But was it happy? (ÇÏÁö¸¸ ÇູÇßÀ»±î¿ä?) No! (¾Æ´Ï¿¡¿ä!) I wish I could be handsome like a flamingo. (³»°¡ Çöó¹Ö°íó·³ Àß »ý°åÀ¸¸é ÁÁÀ¸·Ã¸¸!) I wish I could be smart like a fox. (³»°¡ ¿©¿ìó·³ ¿µ¸®ÇÏ´Ù¸é ÁÁÀ¸·Ã¸¸!) I wish I could swim like a fish. (³»°¡ ¹°°í±âó·³ Çì¾öÀ» Àß Ä¡¸é ÁÁÀ¸·Ã¸¸!) I wish I could run like a deer. (³»°¡ »ç½¿Ã³·³ Àß ´Þ¸®¸é ÁÁÀ¸·Ã¸¸!) I wish I could see things far away like a giraffe. (³»°¡ ±â¸°Ã³·³ ¸Ö¸® ÀÖ´Â °Í±îÁö º¼ ¼ö ÀÖÀ¸¸é ÁÁÀ¸·Ã¸¸!) I wish I could hide in a shell like a turtle. (³»°¡ °ÅºÏÀÌó·³ µî²®Áú ¼Ó¿¡ ¼ûÀ» ¼ö ÀÖÀ¸¸é ÁÁÀ¸·Ã¸¸!) I wish I could be strong like an elephant. |
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