第二次世界大战前,我们家是纽约城里唯一没有汽车的人家。当时,我十多岁,已经懂事了。在我看来,没有汽车,就说明我家的生活处于最贫穷困苦的境地。 我们每天上街买东西,总是坐一辆简陋的二轮柳条车,拉车的是一匹老谢特兰马。我母亲象“大卫·科波菲尔”里的人物那样,把它叫做巴尔克斯。我们的巴尔克斯是一匹既可笑又难看的小种马。它长着四条罗圈腿,马蹄踏在地上发出呱哒呱 Before World War II, our family was the only one in New York City without a car. At that time, I was more than ten years old, already sensible. In my opinion, without a car, my life in the poorest and the most depressing. We go to the streets every day to buy things, always take a crude two-wheel wicker, the car is an old Shetlanduma. My mother, like the character in David Copperfield, called it the Barks. Our Barks is a ridiculous and ugly stallion. It grows with four looped legs, horseshoe pedal issued on the ground quack