第二次世界大战前,我家是城里唯一没有汽车的人家。我父亲是个职员,整天在证券交易所那如同囚笼般的办公室里工作。假如我父亲不把一半的工资用在医药费以及给比我们还穷的亲戚上,那么我们的日子还过得去。事实上,我们是很穷的。我母亲常安慰家里人说:“一个人有骨气,就等于有了一大笔精神财富。” Before World War II, my family was the only one in town without a car. My father is a clerk and works all day in a prison-like office on the stock exchange. If my father did not spend half his salary on medical bills and relatives who were poorer than us, then our days would be good. In fact, we are very poor. My mother often comforts the family members, said: “a man with integrity, it means a lot of spiritual wealth.”