A Blind Beggar The August sun casts big shadow over a tall building, where sits a young man in his early 30s. His clothes are stained with dirt, a pair of tennis shoes so worn-out. His hair is intricately tied together. It must be a paradise for lice, or a nest for birds. If he washed his face, he would definitely look like a famous movie star, but, unfortunately, he has no chance to clean up, nor can he get a mirror to see his shabby-looking. You will feel his eyes strange if you have interest to look at him closely. He stares into space with his small eyes that no expression can be seen. His eyes seem to be atrophied, deeply denting into his face. There is a small wood plank beside him with a few words on it. It reads: "I am an unfortunate man born in a poor family in countryside. I was infected a disease that had led my eyes to going blind when I was little. Now without any relative's help life is so hard to me that I am sometimes starved to sleep. Please extend your kindness to me and I will bless for you!" He is a poor blind beggar! A lady walks by with her daughter. Perhaps they are tired so that they stop to have a little rest before they proceed. The shade has become a shelter for them. The lady stands as far as where the beggar sits. Suddenly her girl cries out, "Look, Mom! Why does that man sit on the ground? Isn't he afraid of bugs?" The mother replies, "He has to, dear, because he can't see anything. He is blind." "Why does he go back home?" Asks the girl. “He is a beggar, so he lives on the street,” the woman answers. The girl shows as much sympathy as a four year old can. "No mama, no papa, he is so poor!" She says, "Why not give him some money so he can buy things he wants, mommy?" The woman replies, indifferently, "Don't worry, dear, other kind people will give him lots of money. Our money is needed to buy toys and books for you. Get the picture?" The little girl nods doubtfully. Before the beggar could ask them for money they proceed their way to an obstacle shopping mall. Children are cute and naive in the way they experience too little. They don't know when they should offer help and love to people in need. Also little do they know to whom they give help are worth their effort. After they grow up going through all kinds of situation, fair ones and unfair ones, they become smart. They also get to the selfish and unloving creatures, which are not willing to devote even a second and a dime to people who are useless to them. Luckily enough, not all the people are "smart", but too often people we meet are like the lady in this story, selfish yet smart. Who should be blamed for? The lady? Or the beggar? The sun is still so generous with its heat to the Earth. Few people walk on the street at this time when most people are sleepy. So is the beggar. He looks up into the sky. What does he see? Nothing. He can't see the blue draped with the bright light. Nor can he see the pigeons flying high above his head. What he sees is simply darkness. He lies on the ground and makes him comfortable. Soon he falls into a deep sleep. Two young men, one tall and slim, whose name is Tall, and the other fat and short so we call him Fat, hurry to the shade. They, too, have had enough of heat and are eager to rest awhile in the shade. "Hey, when does our train leave?" Tall talks to his companion. "Four o'clock. It's only half past three, so we may cool down a little before we reach the train station." Then they lean against the wall, face to face, talking about the recent news, but soon their attention is drawn to the sleeping beggar. "How poor he is! No family and no money. I will dole out my money to this poor man when we leave," remarks Fat. "Yes, he certainly is. But I won't give him a dime. He is not only poor in money but also in his spirit,” Tall says. "Come on, buddy! Don't you want him to win your love? He is blind, so he needs more love from people!" Fat says with his intention to tease his friend. "Do you really think he is worth my love? I would rather keep love for myself!" After a short pause Tall continues, "He only knows how to use his disability to STEAL sympathy from people. It'll be a waste of my love AND money if I help him. My precious love is here for disabled people who really know how to make a living on their own." Fat defends, "Oh? You mean you'll help people like Zhang Haidi? Well, that's a perfect daydream! You'd be in heaven if she invited you to come to see her. That would be your grandest privilege all in your life, you know, let alone your help to her!” Tall still holds his stance. "Yes, I admire Zhang Haidi. She has the motility disability but she did not give in at the very first beginning. She acquired several languages. A strong man as you are you failed the Band-4 English exam!” "In fact, it's amiss that you admire her," says Fat, ironically, "because I can't see any difference between her and this beggar. Yes, she lost her ability to move from her neck down, but she didn't lose the ability to think and to study. With so many hours sitting in the wheelchair what in the world could she probably do besides reading and studying? So people should not praise her for what she has achieved now. Unfortunately most people have not been aware of it. They still think her disability gave her many difficulties that have been tackled by her perseverance and braveness. It's very funny that they think that way. It's true that she has overcome so much and become famous worldwide. But her disability is a bridge for her to success. Just like the beggar, she uses her weak body to win attention and then acclaim from people who have sympathy for inferiors. The only different and unfair part is that she has got the opportunity that this beggar never got." Tall is not fully convinced, as he says, "That's nonsense! If it is the case we then should learn from disabled beggars. What beggars can do? Begging, of course! They are the burdens to our society. But the renowned people with disabilities can give us valuable things in literature, sports, arts and so forth. Furthermore, their spirits can teach us something beyond words. What do we learn from the beggar? Nothing except for trying to get other's pity." Fat laughs and then becomes serious. "I can't believe it! In your mind beggars are in the lowest social ladder and they should be killed so that we could have a clean society? You are out of humanity! Suppose Helen Keller had no teacher she would not have been able to be one of the greatest women in 20s century. Without the care of his ex-wife and the tolerance of Jones, his ex-wife's husband, Steven Hoking would not have been a 'Giant in Universe'. Without love such people might have been poorer than this beggar sleeping on the street. They might have been the 'burdens' to the society. Then we could not have learnt from them. Because of love and help they have made themselves what they are today." Tall is finally defeated. "OK, OK, you win. Say, how much money will you--" Suddenly he is interrupted by a groan. "Please, please," the beggar mutters, bending down his head. He was awakened by the two men's dispute. "What time is it? Oh, it's a quarter to four! We'd better hurry, or we won't catch the train!" Exclaimed Fat. Ignoring the beggar, they dash off. The sun is taking its heat back. Soon, as the poor beggar feels, the shadow will go away, and the dusk sunshine will approach him. Will he be able to see the red the sun casts in his eyes?