Bai Fang Li of the Poor Rich His name BAI LI FANG, poor people whose job is a pedicab driver. His whole life was spent in the saddle...

Bai Fang Li of the Poor Rich

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Bai Fang Li of the Poor Rich

His name BAI LI FANG, poor people whose job is a pedicab driver. His whole life was spent in the saddle becaknya, pedaling and pedaling to provide services to people who ride pedicab. Delivers wherever customers want it, in exchange for modest.

His body is not strong. Instead stature is small for the size of his pedicab or people who use the services. But the incredible enthusiasm for work. Starting at six in the morning after a routine to fellowship with God. Bai Fang Li melalang in the street, above becaknya to usher customers. And he will end his hard work after eight o'clock at night.

The customers really liked Bai Fang Li, because he personally friendly and never cracked a smile on his face. And he never set how many people had to pay for his services. However, because of the goodness of his heart, a lot of people who use the services pay more. Probably because they do not have the heart, to see how even relatively small body frail with breath that is struggling (especially when the road began to climb) and sweat pouring tried pedaling his rickshaw.

Bai Fang Li lived in a rickety shack that barely was about to collapse, in areas classified as slums, along with many rickshaw drivers, vendors hawkers and other scavengers. Hut even then not belong to him, because he was hired on a daily basis. Supplies in the hut was very simple. There is only an old mat had been torn corner-corner, where he used to lie down all day penatnya after pedaling rickshaws.

The shack was only one small space where Bai Fang Li ordinary lay down to rest, in the room he began receiving guests who need his help, in that space there is also a box of cardboard that contains some old clothes in his possession and a thin blanket of parents who have patched -tambal. There is a cute zinc plate that may be taken from a dumpster where he used to eat, there is a place to drink from cans. In a corner of the room hung a kerosene oil lamp, lamp commonly lit to illuminate the darkness in the old hut when the night was late.

Bai Fang Li lives alone in her hut. And people only know that he is a newcomer. No one knew if he had a blood relatives. But it seems she never felt alone, many people like him, because it is generous and helpful. His hands were very light to help people who need help, and it was done with joy without expecting praise or reward.

Of the income earned during a day of pedaling his pedicab, in fact he was able to get decent food and drink for himself and buy clothes that are good enough to replace his old clothes and shoes are just a pair of his worn already unfit for torn. But he did not do it, because all the money from his income donated to a foundation the usual simple and sympathize care of about 300 children orphaned poor in Tianjin. The Foundation also educates children orphaned through the existing school.

His heart was deeply touched when a when he was rested after dropping a customer. He watched a skinny boy about 6 years old who were offering services for lifting a new mother shopped. Small body seemed to stagger mengendong heavy burden on his shoulders, but continues in the spirit of doing his job. And with the excitement that very clearly etched on his face, he welcomed the wages some coins given by the mother, and with her face to the sky boy was humming, maybe he gave thanks to God for the sustenance gained that day.

Several times he noticed the little boy to help mothers who shop, and receive the reward coins. Then he saw the boy went into the trash, scavenging garbage and found a piece of bread a little dirty, he wash the muck, and put the bread into his mouth, as if it enjoyed with delicious food from heaven.

Liver Bai Fang Li choked saw it, he approached the boy, and share the food with the boy. He wondered why the boy did not buy food for himself, but he earned enough money, and will not run if only to just buy a simple meal.

"The money I can to eat my brothers ....," The boy replied.

"Your parents where ...?" Asked Bai Fang Li.

"I do not know ...., My mother's father scavengers .... But since last month after they went scavenging, they never go home again. I had to work to find food for me and my two brothers are still small ..., "the child replied.

Bai Fang Li asked the boy drove her two younger looking boy named Wang Ming's. Liver Bai Fang Li increasingly groan see the two younger Wang Fing, two skinny girls aged 5 years and 4 years. Both girls seem sad, emaciated, dirty with clothes in tatters.

Bai Fang Li is not to blame if the neighbor's three children were not overly concerned with the situation and circumstances of the three small children were helpless, because they are so wrapped up in abject poverty, let alone to take care of others, to care for themselves and their families alone their difficulties.

Bai Fang Li then took all three children to the Foundation are amazingly accommodating poor orphans in Tianjin. At the foundation's board of Bai Fang Li said that every day he will deliver all the proceeds to help needy children, so that they get decent food and drink and get proper care and proper education.

Since then Bai Fang Li spent his time pedaling his pedicab began at 6 am to 8 pm vigorously to get the money. And all the cash income after the deduction of the rental hut and bought two pieces of raisin pie for lunch and a small piece of meat and an egg for dinner, all he donated to the Foundation orphans. To his friends in need.

She was very happy at all to do all that, amid simplicity and its own limitations. An incredible luxury when he was lucky to get ragged clothes were still good enough to be worn in landfills. Just need a little stitch that tergoyak with different fabric colors. Mhmm ... but still pretty good ... she muttered happy.

Bai Fang Li pedaling his rickshaw for 365 days a year, no matter what the weather turns, in the middle of a snowstorm down the freeze his body or in the heat of the sun are so terrible burn her thin body.

"There is nothing I suffer, which is important let poor children it can be a decent meal and can go to school. And I'm happy to do all of this ..., "he said when people ask him why he was willing to sacrifice so great for others without caring about himself.

Day after day, month after month and year after year, so it's almost 20 years old Bai Fang Li boost becaknya in order to obtain money to increase his donation to the orphanage in Tianjin it. At the age of 90, he drove his last savings of RMB 500 (approximately 650 thousand rupiah) which stored neatly in a box and Yao Hua menyerahkannnya to school.

Bai Fang Li said: "I could no longer pedaling rickshaws. I can not contribute anymore. This may be the last money I donated ...., "He said wistfully.

All teachers at the school in tears ....

Bai Fang Li died at the age of 93 years, he died in poverty. Yet, throughout his life he has donated money amounting to RMB 350,000 (exchange rate in 1300, the equivalent of 455 million, if not wrong) that he gave to the Foundation orphanages and schools in Tianjin to help more than 300 needy children.

The last photograph people have about him is a photo of her that reads "A special love for an extraordinary person".

When SOMEONE poor contribute from its shortcomings, it is one RESIDENTS OF HEAVEN sent out into the world, which teach us to always being grateful and always SHARING neighbor.
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