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!