本文為一篇記敘文，按照事件發(fā)生的先后順序寫成。講述銀行發(fā)生的一件事情，主人公為一個小孩報打不平，更加強自己對銀行的偏見，后來才發(fā)現(xiàn)原來是官方的保護才這么做的。
I have a friend who hates banks with a special passion. "A bank is just a store like a candy store or a grocery store, " he says. "The only difference is that a bank' s goods happen to be money, which is yours in the first place. If banks were required to sell wallets and money belts, they might act less like churches." I began thinking about my friend the other day as I walked into a small, overlighted branch office on the West Side. I had come to open a checking account. It was lunchtime and the only officer on duty was a fortyish black man with short, pressed hair, a pencil mustache, and a neatly pressed brown suit. Everything about him suggested a carefully dressed authority. This officer was standing across a small counter from a young white boy who was wearing a V-necked sweater, khakis, and loafers, He had sandy hair, and I think I was especially aware of him because he looked more like a kid from a prep school than a customer in a West Side bank. Hints: 有引號 khakis
我有一位朋友特別討厭銀行。他說："銀行就是個商店，和糖果店或雜貨店一樣。唯一的區(qū)別就是銀行的商品恰巧是錢。而這些錢本來就是你的。如果讓銀行賣錢包和錢夾，它們就不會像教堂那樣神圣了。 " 幾天前，我走進位于紐約曼哈頓西區(qū)的一家支行時，想到了我的那位朋友。這家支行面積不大，燈火輝煌。我來是要開一個活期賬戶的。 當時正是午餐時間，銀行只有一個職員值班。她是個40來歲的黑人，梳著短短的平頭，留著一字胡，穿著一身整潔熨燙過的棕色西裝。他渾身上下都顯示出他是個衣著講究、有身份地位的人。 這位職員站在一個小柜臺的前面，對面是一個白人小男孩，小男孩傳則一件V字領的毛衣，一條卡其布褲子和一雙平底便鞋。他有一頭淺棕色頭發(fā)。我想我之所以特別注意他，是因為他看起來更像是一個來自預科學校的孩子，而不是西區(qū)銀行的客戶。