我四岁时,随同母亲、哥哥和姐姐们住在吕宋岛的一个小镇上。我们隔壁的住户,是一个很有钱的人,他的儿女们很难得迈出大门一步。这个有钱人家的佣人们常常在炸、煮好吃的东西,而食物的香味就从那大屋子的窗口飘荡下来。我们在它的外面闲荡,便可吸到食物美妙的气味。有时候,那个有钱人出现在窗口,对我们怒目而视。他把我们一个个地看过去,好像在宣告我们的罪状。我们 When I was 4, I lived with a mother, my elder brother and my sisters in a small town on the island of Luzon. The household next door to us is a very wealthy person, and his children have a hard time getting to the door. The rich men’s servants often fry and cook good food, and the scent of food drifts from the big window. When we hang out outside of it, we can absorb the wonderful smell of food. Sometimes, the rich man appears in the window, glaring at us. He looked upon us one by one as though declaring our guilt. we