After questioning, the child was here getting his disability ID in the building. While his father was going through the paperwork, he wondered off out of curiosity.
The notebook and the pens were given to him by colleagues from another office. He said he was going to school in a village in the mountains, in third grade. Looking at his amputated arms, I suddenly felt kind of sad. But I wanted to know how he studied, so I gave him a pen, and let him to write down his name.
He used his mouth positioned the pen in his arms, started to write with great difficulty.
Only wrote down couple words, he was already covered with sweat.
Done writing, he smiled pleasantly.
Kind of bashful
“Fan Hoyong” (范后勇), that’s his name. He also wrote down the name of the school he was going to.
He then wrote down these words “Tian Xing first Middle School” (天星一中). It was a middle school in the town where the child lived in. I said you want to continue to go to middle school right? He did not answer and smiled bashfully.
He then wrote “My mother” (我的妈妈). As a child without hands, his mother’s selfless love and giving, made him stronger more courageous and optimistic.
A while back, a kind lady sent us a package was still in my office. I thought it was perfect to give this kid. Perhaps it would be useful to him and his family.
I wanted him to call his father to come and carry it, the ambitious boy wanted to carry on his own. Looking at him firmly holding the huge package in his armpit, I thought he probably helps his parents at home with farm work too, to reduce the burden on his parents.
The father came. Seeing all the stuff given to the boy, this modest man constantly spoke of thanks.
Watching the father and the son leaving, I secretly wished them all the best!