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                                                                 The Shoeshine Boy
                                                                 The Shoeshine Boy











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                 This story is about a poor boy who works as a cobbler to support his family. He is worried
                 about his little sisters and mother. He wants to buy a footrest and a box to help him do his job
                 properly. Read the story to find out if he gets his wish in the end.



              It was nine o’clock. The boy, thin and small, lumbered up the steps of the multi-storied mansion He
              stopped at each floor to survey the doors of all the flats. The shirt he wore was tattered and his skin
              showed through it. The pockets of his dirty shorts bulged with the weight of something in them.

              On one of the top floors, a door with a bigger and brighter nameplate than any other door in the
              mansion, caught his attention. The boy stood staring at it a long time. Finally, moving a few yards
              away and sitting down on the floor, he kept an eye on it.

              People  were  coming  out  of  the  apartments  and  going  down  the  steps.  The  boy  studied  each
              thoroughly. After about half-an-hour, the door with the bigger and brighter nameplate opened and
              a tall, rather well-dressed man came out.

              Then  he  sprang  up,  pulled  out  two  tins  of  boot  polish
              from one pocket and a brush from the other and
              intercepting the man, said “Shoe-shine, sahib.”
              The man looked at his shoes and said, “I don’t
              need one now. Not for another two days.”

              The boy’s countenance fell. He showed that
              he was disappointed.

              “I’ll charge half the market rate, sir.”
              The  man  smiled,  “It’s  not  a  question  of
              money.”

              “I’ll make your shoes shine like  silver.”

              The man still refused.
              But the boy persisted. Finally the man agreed.

              “Thank you,” the boy said, his face lighting up.


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