Samantha had lost her school tuition money on the way to school. She had kept it carefully in her backpack, but in her rush to make it to the school gate before it closed, she had forgotten to zip it. Somehow, the money slipped out without her noticing. Tears streamed down her cheeks as the morning sun beat down.
People passed by, glancing at the crying girl, but no one stopped. That is, until a man looked up from his small shoemaking shed by the roadside. His name was Henry Crawford, a humble shoemaker struggling to get by. When he saw Samantha, his heart ached. He stood quickly and approached her gently.
“My dear, why are you crying like this?” he asked.
Samantha wiped her face and sniffled. “Sir… I lost my school fees. I don’t know how. I searched everywhere, but it’s gone.”
Henry crouched down to her level. “Calm down, sweetheart. Tell me what happened.”
Samantha explained her situation. She lived with her mother, who had lost her teaching job, and her stepfather, who was the sole breadwinner. He had given her the tuition money, warning her sternly not to return without the receipt. If she failed, they might be kicked out of the house.