The other day. I went back to my apartment, saw the old man was trying to cut down a concrete iron bar. He is a disable man with an nonfunctional left arm. So I suppose that is a hard job for him. And honestly, he can't make much money from that small piece of iron bar. but I can see he consider it much maybe because he is unable to do something else. He just held that small piece of saw trying different ways to cut it down.
This kind of makes me sad. Maybe we haven't done enough to make the world a better place.
The next day, I found that all the iron bar were cut down. Son of a gun. One man can really make a difference. Even disable.
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