雖然我有駕照,可是我並沒有交通工具,所以我一直是以公車為交通工具.在那麼長的搭車歲月中,我看遍了公車上的人,有西裝筆挺的.有SPP的.........在這些形形色色的男男女女中,我看到了真正的人生臉譜.印象最深的是在一個母親節的晚上,我的目的地是終點的前一站,在公車上只剩下四個乘客,其中一個是坐在司機先生後方的小男孩,我一直納悶是誰家的小孩?公車行過一家麥當勞時,司機先生突然停下,向我們三人道歉說要去買一下東西,他回過頭頻頻叮囑小男孩:爸爸去買東西回來,你不要亂跑,留在車上喔.原來是司機先生的小孩,那瘦瘦小小的小男孩好乖,一直安靜地望向車窗外,他的母親呢?在這個母親節的夜晚,為什麼辛勞的父親要帶著他的小孩在臺北的夜空下奔忙呢?車上一位時髦的小姐,她投幣先下車了,只不過是二分鐘的路程,她決定用走的,另一位中年的太太,她臭著一張臉不悅的問著:小弟你爸爸去那裏?多久才回來?到底還要多久?小男孩怯怯的搖搖頭.那個女人居然當著那小男孩的面前數落他父親的不是.我突然好難過,在車箱中昏暗的燈光下,我看見一個無措的小孩,頻頻的搖著他小小的腦袋........不一會兒,司機先生回來,手上提著一袋麥當勞的袋子,一面上車一面拚命道歉著,小男孩露出一抹安心的笑容,那一幕令我心中感動不巳.在短短的十分鐘內,我看到一位慈愛的父親,一個乖巧的兒子,一個只想到自己冷漠的女人。 
Despite having a driver』s license, I do not possess any means of transportation. So, for years I have been a bus passenger. Thanks to this experience, I have observed every type of passenger on the bus. Some were well-suited, others tended to be tackily-dressed. Nevertheless, through these passengers of all ilks, I truly believe I have discovered the real diversity of life. The most impressive and unforgettable experience took place on one Mother』s Day evening. I was going to get off at the last stop before the bus terminal. Before the bus arrived at my destination, I noticed there were only four passengers left on the bus. One of them was a little boy who took the seat right behind the bus driver. The little boy aroused my curiosity and I cannot help wondering who his parents might be. As the bus passed McDonald』s, to our astonishment, the driver made a stop and apologized to us, saying that he had an errand to run. Turning around, he continually said to the little boy, 「Daddy is going to buy something. Stay on the bus, ok?」 So the little boy turned out to be the bus driver』s child. According to my observation, the boy was thin, short, and very obedient; he sat quietly on the seat, looking outside the bus window and patiently waiting for his father. At this time, another question came into my mind. 「Where is the boy』s mother? On this Mother』s day, why has the industrious father brought his own child to work, driving under the dark sky of Taipei city?」 There was a stylishly-dressed lady on the bus; she decided to walk since it would only take two minutes to reach her destination. So she deposited some coins into the cash box and got off the bus. Another middle-aged woman asked the little boy in a voice of displeasure, 「Young kid, where on earth is your father going? How long will he be gone? Exactly how long is he going to be?」 Being scared, the boy timidly shook his head. I was completely dismayed by the woman』s behavior, criticizing the bus driver in the face of his son? Under the dim light on the bus, I saw a frightened child shaking his little head helplessly. Before long, the bus driver returned with a bag of McDonald』s food. He quickly took his seat and kept apologizing to us. The boy』s face broke into a smile of relief. That scene was very touching: within ten short minutes, I had seen a kind father, a gentle child, and an unsympathetic woman.
為什麼不能體諒一個父兼母職慈愛父親的無奈?人生不是要互相體諒幫助嗎?就算那父親沒有多高的學歷.沒有多好的社會地位,沒有多高尚的工作,但無損於他對子女的愛,更無損於我對他的敬佩,下車時,我真心的向司機先生說[您好辛苦啊!]他愣了一下子才回過神來,靦腆的頻說:沒法子,謝謝你!再回想起這個故事,我依然感動不巳.我更相信人們不該再冷漠了,該打開自己的心去體會生命中的每一個感動,因為那是最真實的人生啊呀! 
Why can』t the woman understand the difficulties of a single father trying to play the mother』s role? Shouldn』t we be considerate and always give someone a hand in our life? Even though the father lacks higher education and high social status, and is stuck with a menial job, his love toward his child is not lessened, and neither is my deep respect for him. As I was getting off the bus, I said to the driver from the bottom of my heart: 「You are really a hard worker!」 My unexpected act took him by surprise. He paused for a moment and then recollected himself and said bashfully: 「I should. It』s my duty. Thank you.」 Whenever I recall this story, I am always filled with overwhelmingly touching feelings. I now believe more than ever than people should not be cold toward one another; instead, we should open our hearts to appreciate every touching event in life. After all, that is the truest face of life!

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