little things are big

little things are big
A story form a Negro--Puero Rican man:
It was very late at night on the eve of memorial Day.She got on the subway train at 34th Street Pennsylvania Station.I am still try to remember how she managed to push herself in with a baby on her right arm,a traveling bag in her left hand and two children,a boy and a girl,about three and five years old,following after her.She was a nice looking white lady in her early twenties.
At Nevins Street Station,Brooklyn,I saw her preparing to get off at the next station---Atlantic Avenue---which happened to be the place where I had to get off.Just as it was a problem for her to get on,it was going to be a problem for her to get off the train with two small children to be taken care of,a baby on her right arm and a medism-sized bag in her left hand.
And there I was,also preparing to get off at the Atlantic Avenue,with nothing to take care of ---not ever the usual customary book under my arm.
As the train was entering the Atlantic Avenue Station,some white man stood up from his seat and helped her out,placing the children on the long,deserted platform.There were only two adults on the long platform some time after midnight on the eve of last Memorial Day.
I could see the steep concrete stairs going down to the Long Island Railroad or up into the street.Should I offer my help as the American white man had done?Should I take care of the girl and the boy,take them by their hands until they were out of the station?
Puerto Ricans are a courteous people.And here I was---a Prerto Rican----hours past midnight,faced with two white children and a white lady,with a baby on her right arm and a bad in her loft hand,obviously needing somebody to help them at least until they went up the long concrete stairs.
But how could I,a Negro and Puero Rican,approach this white lady who very likely might be prejudiced against Negros and anybody with a foreign accent,in a deserted subway staion very late at night?

故事形式黑人-- Puero Rican 人:
那是在阵亡将士纪念日的前夕的一个非常晚在晚上.她在第34 街道宾夕法尼亚车站上地铁.我仍然是努力想象她是如何设法挤进拥挤的车厢的.她的右手抱着一个婴儿,左手拿着一个旅行的袋子,还有二个大约三到五岁的男孩和女孩,跟随在她的后面.而她是看起来好象二十多岁的好看的白人女士.
在内文思街道车站,布鲁克林,我看见她准备在下一站-大西洋大道下车.碰巧的是我也在哪儿下车.她遇到了和她上车一样的问题,这个问题就是两个小孩需要人照看,右手抱着婴儿,左手提个个大袋子.
我到大西洋大道下车,没什么需要照看的东西,只是习惯性地夹了本书在我的胳膊之下.
当火车进入大西洋大道车站,某些白人从他的位子站起来帮助她下车,把两个孩子安置在长隔离平台.只有二个成人在长的隔离平台上,在阵亡将士纪念日的前夕的午夜以后.
我能看到陡峭的台阶向下一直到长岛铁路或向上进入街道.我是不是应该像美国白人哪样向她们提供我的帮助呢?我是不是应该照顾女孩的男孩,牵着他们的手把他们带到车站外面?
Puerto Ricans 的人是有礼貌的人.并且我到这里时Prerto Rican 已通过午夜,面对二个孩子和一个白人夫人,右手抱着一个婴儿,左手拿着一个旅行的袋子,明显地需要某人帮助他们至少帮助他们直到攀登长的台阶.
但我一个黑人和Puero Rican人能,难道我就不能接近这个也许对黑人和任何人可能存偏见的外国口音的这个白夫人,帮助她离开的地铁站,在非常晚的晚上?