在火車上，一個很漂亮的女列車員，盯着一個民工模樣的中年人，大聲說：“查票！”
中年人渾身上下一陣翻找，終於找到了，卻捏在手裡。
列車員朝他怪怪地笑了笑，說：“這是兒童票。”
中年人憋紅了臉，嗫嚅着說：“兒童票不是跟殘疾人票價一樣嗎？”
列車員打量了中年人一番，問道：“你是殘疾人？”
“我是殘疾人！”“那你把殘疾證給我看看。”
中年人緊張起來，說：“我没有殘疾證，買票的時候，售票員就向我要殘疾證，我没辦法才買的兒童票。”
列車員冷笑了一下：“没有殘疾證，怎么能證明你是殘疾人啊？”
中年人没有做聲，只是輕輕地將鞋子脫下，又將褲腿挽了起來———他只有半個腳掌。
列車員斜眼看了看，說：“我要看的是證件！是殘聯蓋的鋼印。”
中年人一副苦瓜臉，解釋說：“我没有當地户口，人家不給辦理殘疾證。而且我是在私人工地幹活，出了事之後老闆就跑了，我也没錢到醫院做評定……”
列車長聞訊趕來，詢問情況。 中年人再一次向列車長說明，自己是一个殘疾人，買了一張和殘疾人票一樣價格的票……
列車長也問：“你的殘疾證呢？”
中年人說他没有殘疾證，接着就讓列車長看他的半個腳掌。 列車長連看都没看，他不耐煩地說：“我們只認證不認人！有殘疾證就是殘疾人，有殘疾證才能享受殘疾人票的待遇。你趕快補票吧！”
中年人一下就蔫了。
他翻遍了全身的口袋和行李，只有幾塊錢，根本不夠補票的。他帶着哭腔對列車長說：“我的腳掌被機器軋掉一半之後，就再也打不了工了，没有錢，連老家也回不去了，這張半價票還是老乡們凑錢給我買的呢。求您高抬貴手，放過我吧！”
列車長堅決地說：“那不行。”
那個女列車員趁機對列車長說：“讓他去車頭鏟煤吧，算做義務勞動。”
列車長想了想說：“好！”
中年人對面的一個老同志看不慣了，他站起來盯着列車長的眼睛，說：“你是不是男人？”
列車長不解地說：“這跟我是不是男人有什么關係啊！”
“你就告訴我，你是不是男人！”
“我當然是男人。”“你用什麼證明你是男人呢？把你的男人證拿出來給大家看看！”
周圍的人一下笑起來。
列車長愣了愣，說：“我一個大男人在這兒站着，難道還是假的不成？”
老同志搖了搖頭說：“我和你們一樣，只認證不認人，有男人證就是男人，没男人證就不是男人。”
列車長一時想不出什麼話來應對。
那個女列車員站出來替列車長解圍，她對老同志說：“我不是男人，你有什麼話跟我說好了。”
老同志指着她的鼻子，說：“你根本就不是人！”
列車員一下暴跳如雷，尖聲叫道：“你嘴巴乾淨點！你說，我不是人是什麼？！”
老同志一臉平靜，狡黠地笑了笑，說：“你是人？那好，把你的人證拿出來看看……”
四周的人再一次哄笑起來。 只有一個人没笑，他是那個只有半個腳掌的中年人，他定定地望着眼前的這一切，不知何時，眼裡噙滿了淚水，不知道是委屈，是感激，還是仇恨..................
因為他們是農民，他們只靠種地養不活一大家子人，於是他們進城，你們叫他們農民工。
因為他們没有文化，找不到輕鬆的工作，便只能去幹一些又髒又累又危險的被你們看不起的體力活，用他們一雙雙手、造起你們一幢幢的辦公樓。
他們没有你們的那些保險、 他們甚至不知道出了事故要找誰去索賠，那些被你們看不起的農民工，他們才是最偉大的人，他們純樸,没有你們久居社會的狡詐。
當你們在辦公室裡吹着空調玩着電腦時,或許他們正在工地樓頂頂着太陽加班,心裡還在想着多賺點錢給孩子買幾本好的輔導質料、給妻子添幾件新衣服...
他們的人格豈能任你們那些無知的人去踐踏！！！
喜歡老者那句“你根本就不是人！”不是因為你没有人證， 而是因為你没有人心。一個人如果丟了做人的心,那麼也就不配做人了！
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A very beautiful woman conductor on the train, staring at a middle-aged migrant worker, claiming to show her the ticket.
The worker search through every single pocket, finally found it and hold tightly in his hand
Conductor look at him and give him a strange smile, said: "This is a child ticket."
The middle-aged man softly replied: "Aren't child ticket the same price as people with disabilities?"
The conductor looked up and down, head to toe, asked: "You are disabled?"
"Yes I am Ma'am!" "Then show me the disability card to me."
Middle-aged man getting nervous, said: "I do not have a disability card, when I was buying train ticket, the cashier asked for certificate of disability, I have no choice but to buy the tickets for children."
Conductor sneer: "There is no evidence of disability, how can you prove you are disabled?"
Middle-aged people remain silent, gently took off his shoes, rolled up his trouser - his foot was only half from normal.
The conductor looked at it care-less, and said: "I want to see the documents! A black and white prove."
Middle-aged with an upset face, explained: "I do not have a local identification, they are unable to issue me a certificate of disability and I work in the private site, the boss ran away in trouble, I had no money to go hospital to do assessment ...... "
The head-conductor rushed in and asked for situation. Middle-aged and then once again explained to him what had happened.
The head-conductor too, asked: "The evidence of disability?"
Middle-aged man said he had no evidence of disability, and then let the conductor to see his half feet. The conductor did not even look, he said impatiently: "We only accept certificate of disability recognition, we does not recognize people! You must have the disability card in order to get discount for persons with disabilities. So now you must pay for Replacement ticket! "
Middle-aged looked helpless.
He rummaged the pockets and baggage, only a few dollars, there is not enough for replacement ticket. Trying his luck again : "my feet had been cut into half by machine, I can no more work with this feet of mine, I don't even have sufficient money to go home. This half-price tickets is villagers collected together to buy it. Beg you to have mercy on me and let me go! "
The conductor said: "That will not do."
The woman conductor took the opportunity and suggested to the head-conductor said: "Let him go to the front to shovel coal, counted as voluntary labor."
The conductor then said: "Good!"
An old comrate sitting in the opposite finally ran out of his patient, he stood up and stared at the eyes of the conductor, said: "Are you a man?"
The conductor said: "This have nothing to do with whether I'm a man or not!"
"Just tell me, are you a man or not!"
"Of course I a man."
"What do you use to prove you're a man? Show me your man card for everyone to see!"
The passanger around laughed.
The conductor stunned for a few seconds, said: "I am a big man standing here, if I'm not a man then what I am?"
The old comrades shook his head and said: "I'm same as you, only recognize people with certificate, if you don't have the man card, then you are not a man."
The conductor could not think of any words to deal with.
That female conductor stand out to rescue the head-conductor, said: "I am not a man, what can you do to me?"
Old comrades, pointing to her nose and said: "You are not even a human!"
She went into a rage, screamed: "You better care your own words! How dare you says I'm not human?"
Old comrades remain calm, with a sly smile, said: "You are human? Well, show us the certificate that stated you are human."
Passanger around laughed louder this time. Only one person did not laugh, the middle-aged man that only have half a foot, he watch all this, without knowing, his eyes filled of tears, do not know whether it's the tear of sorry, or grateful, or hatred.
Because they are farmers, who rely on farming, which is not enough to support the family cost, so they went into town, you call them migrant workers.
Because they have no culture, can't get relaxing job, they can only go to some of the dirty, and dangerous work place, with their pair of hands, building up your blocks of office buildings. And still you look down at them as a labour worker.
They do not have insurance, they do not even know their right, and whom to claim to as migrant workers. Infact, those people who you look down on, they are the greatest people, they are simple, not as cunning like you who lives in the community.
When you are enjoying yourself with air conditioned office playing computer, perhaps they are at the site roof under the sun to work overtime, thinking to earn more money for children to get some food, to get clothes for their wife.
Their personality, how can any of you ignorant people to trample! ! !
You are not a human, not because you do not have ceertificate, but because you have no heart. A person who has lost his heart, is unworthy to be called as a human!
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