那是1961年,我读五年级。我在学校的成绩一塌糊涂。而且糟糕的是,我对此一点都不在乎。我的父亲很早就去世了。我和哥哥克提斯与母亲住在底特律德尔雷一所邋遢的挤着许多人家的房子里。我们的家很窄,布置很差,但是整洁,桌上始终有食物。在孩子们自我封闭的无知中,我们不知道母亲在做着3份不同工作(都是做佣人)的同时,把里里外外侍弄得井井有条是多么不容易。 That was 1961, I was in fifth grade. I was in school mess. And worse, I do not care about that. My father died very early. My brother and I live with my mother in a crowded house in Detroit Del Rey. Our home is very narrow, poorly furnished, but tidy, there is always food on the table. In the ignorance of children’s self-enclosedness, we do not know how difficult it is for our mother to work in and out of the house while doing three different jobs (all being servants).