Odessa signs up for a pottery class at the community center. Classes start on Tuesday at six o'clock.
奥德莎在社区中心报名参加了一个陶艺班。课程从星期二六点开始。
She arrives on time. She walks into Room 12, just like her paper says.
她准时到了。她走进12号房间，就像她的纸条上写的那样。
The room is full of people in soft shoes, not aprons. Music plays, and everyone stands in a line.
房间里满是穿软底鞋的人，没有人系围裙。音乐响着，大家站成一排。
"Excuse me, is this the pottery class?" Odessa asks a woman nearby.
“请问，这里是陶艺班吗？”奥德莎问附近的一位女士。
"No, this is beginner ballet," the woman says. "Pottery is in Room 14, right next door."
“不是，这是初级芭蕾班，”那位女士说，“陶艺班在14号房间，就在隔壁。”
Odessa laughs and turns to leave. Then the teacher, Griffin, calls out to her.
奥德莎笑了笑，转身要走。这时，老师格里芬叫住了她。
"Wait! Since you're here, why not try one class?" he asks. "We always want new people."
“等一下！既然你来了，要不要试一节课？”他问，“我们一直欢迎新人。”
Odessa checks the clock. Her pottery class starts in five minutes. But she stays anyway.
奥德莎看了看钟。她的陶艺课五分钟后开始。但她还是留了下来。
She stands at the back and copies the simple steps. Her moves are clumsy, but she doesn't stop.
她站在后排，模仿着那些简单的舞步。她的动作很笨拙，但她没有停下。
By the end of class, she breathes hard. She smiles a big smile. "That was hard, but fun," she says.
下课时，她喘着粗气。她露出了大大的笑容。“很难，但很有趣，”她说。
"Come back next week," Griffin says. "We meet every Tuesday."
“下周再来吧，”格里芬说，“我们每个星期二上课。”
Odessa nods and picks up her bag. "Maybe I will," she says. "But I still need to find Room 14 first." She walks out and laughs about the mix-up.
奥德莎点点头，拿起包。“也许吧，”她说，“不过我得先找到14号房间。”她走出去，对这场乌龙笑个不停。
