“My dog could do a better job with his tongue!” A wealthy man insults a poor boy shining shoes in an underpass and refuses to pay. But fate brings them face-to-face again the very next day, with a surprising twist neither could have expected.
The underground passage echoed with the shuffle of hurried footsteps. Amidst the hustle, 14-year-old Martin sat quietly by the wall, his shoe-shining kit spread before him. His eyes darted hopefully at each passing shoe, praying for a customer…
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“Just a handful,” he whispered to himself. “Just a handful today, please.”
As the day wore on, Martin’s stomach growled in protest. The meager breakfast of two bread slices felt like a distant memory. He reached for his water bottle, taking a small sip to quell the hunger pangs.
“You can do this, Martin,” he told himself. “For Mom and Josephine.”
The thought of his paralyzed mother and little sister waiting at home bolstered his courage. He plastered on his best smile, ready to tackle whatever the day would bring.
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“Shoe shine, sir? Ma’am?” he called out, his voice barely audible above the din of the underpass.
Hours ticked by, but no one stopped. Martin’s hopes began to dwindle, but he refused to give up. As the afternoon sun beat down, he finally allowed himself a moment of respite. Digging into his worn leather bag, he pulled out a small orange, his lunch for the day.
Just as he began to peel it, a pair of dirty brown leather shoes landed in front of him with a heavy thud.
“Hurry up, kid. Clean it. I’m in a rush,” a gruff voice barked.
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Martin looked up, his heart racing with excitement and trepidation. The man towering above him exuded wealth from head to toe. This could be his chance for a good tip.
“Right away, sir!” Martin said, setting aside his orange and reaching for his supplies.
As he worked on the brown leather shoes, the man’s impatience grew. “What’s taking so long? I don’t have all day!”
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Martin’s hands trembled slightly, but he focused on giving his best service. “Almost done, sir. I promise it’ll look great.”
The man scoffed. “At your age, I was already making more than my father. I wasn’t shining shoes like some beggar.”
Those words stung poor Martin. It had been three years since a drunk driver had taken his father’s life, leaving their family shattered. The memory of that fateful night still haunted Martin—the screeching tires, the sickening crunch of metal, and the devastating news that followed.
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Just months after losing his father, Martin’s world crumbled further when his mother Mariam suffered a stroke, leaving her paralyzed. At just eleven years old, he had shouldered the burden of a provider, sacrificing his childhood to follow in his late father’s footsteps as a shoe shiner.
The memories threatened to overwhelm him, but he pushed them aside. He had a job to finish. He had a family to feed.
“You call this shining?” the man sneered, examining his shoe. “My dog could do a better job with his tongue!”
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Martin’s cheeks burned with shame. “I’m sorry, sir. I can try again—”
“Forget it,” the man cut him off, pulling out his phone. “Yeah, Sylvester here. Reschedule the meeting to 4. I’ll be late, thanks to this incompetent brat.”
As Sylvester ranted into his phone, Martin’s mind drifted to happier times. He remembered his father’s gentle hands guiding him, teaching him the art of shoe shining.
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“It’s not just about the shine, son,” he’d say. “It’s about dignity. Treat every shoe like it’s the most important one you’ll ever touch.”
“Hey! Are you even listening?” Sylvester’s sharp voice yanked Martin back to reality. “What’s your father doing, sending you out here like this? Too lazy to work himself, huh?”
Martin’s throat tightened. “My father… he passed away, sir.”
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Sylvester’s eyes narrowed. “Oh, I see. So your mother’s probably moved on with someone else, popping out more kids to send begging, right? Don’t you people have anything better to do?”
Martin’s fists clenched at his sides, but he forced a polite smile. “That’s $7, sir.”
“SEVEN DOLLARS?” Sylvester exploded. “For this pathetic excuse of a shine? I don’t think so, kid.”
Before Martin could react, Sylvester grabbed his shoes and stormed off, leaving Martin empty-handed and heartbroken.
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“Wait!” he called out, chasing after the man. “Please, sir! I need that money. Please!”
But Sylvester was already in his car, speeding away, leaving poor Martin stranded in a cloud of dust and disappointment.
He slumped against the wall, tears streaming down his face. He looked up at the sky, imagining his father’s face.
“I’m trying, Dad,” he whispered. “I’m really trying.”
His father’s last words echoed in his mind: “Remember, son. Never give up. Each bump is a step closer to your dreams. Remember.”
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Wiping his tears, Martin returned to his spot. There was no time for self-pity. No time for tears.
The next morning, Martin was back at his usual spot, setting up his kit with determination. Suddenly, a commotion nearby caught his attention.
“Help! Someone help!” a woman’s frantic voice pierced the air.
Martin rushed towards the sound, his heart pounding.
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A small crowd had gathered around a fancy car, and to his shock, he recognized the man inside. SYLVESTER. The same entitled man who had insulted him.
“He’s choking on an apple!” someone yelled. “The car doors are locked!”
Without hesitation, Martin grabbed a rock from the roadside and smashed the car window. Glass shattered everywhere as he reached in to unlock the door.
“Stand back!” he shouted, pulling Sylvester out onto the pavement.
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With all his might, Martin delivered several sharp blows to Sylvester’s back. Suddenly, a chunk of apple flew from Sylvester’s mouth, and he gasped for air.
“You… you saved me,” Sylvester wheezed, looking up at Martin with wide, shocked eyes.
Martin helped him to his feet, his own hands shaking. “Are you okay, sir?”
Sylvester nodded, still catching his breath. “I can’t believe it. After how I treated you yesterday… Why did you help me?”
Martin shrugged. “It was the right thing to do.”
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Sylvester’s eyes filled with tears. “I’m so sorry, kid. I was horrible to you. Please, let me make it up to you. Name your price. Anything!”
Martin thought for a moment, then looked up. “Just the $7 from yesterday. That’s all I want.”
Sylvester stared at him in disbelief. “But… I could give you so much more. A new start, maybe?”
Martin shook his head. “I don’t need a new start, sir. I just need to take care of my family.”
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Reluctantly, Sylvester handed over the money. As the crowd dispersed, he lingered, studying Martin’s face. “You’re quite something, kid. What’s your name?”
“Martin, sir.”
Sylvester nodded slowly. “Martin. I won’t forget this… or you.”
As Sylvester walked away to his car, Martin clutched the hard-earned money in his fist. He looked up at the sky again, a small smile beaming on his face.
“I remember, Dad,” he whispered. “I always do.”
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The next morning, Martin was jolted awake by his sister’s excited screams.
“Marty! Marty! Come quick!”
He rushed outside, his mother calling after them in confusion. There, on their doorstep, sat a white bag bulging with cash and a note.
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With trembling hands, Martin read aloud:
“Thanks is a small word for what you did. I know you’d refuse this. But you deserve a happy childhood. Took me just an hour to find your address. The world’s a small place, isn’t it?! Hope we meet again someday, and I hope you’re just the pure heart of gold you are!
— Sylvester.”
Tears of joy and shock filled Martin’s eyes. His sister jumped up and down, and their mother called out from inside, clearly shocked at seeing so much money.
“Martin? What’s going on?” she approached in her wheelchair.
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Martin’s mind raced. This money could change everything: his mother’s treatment, Josephine’s education, and their entire future. But was it right to accept it?
He walked to the small altar in their cottage, grabbing two pieces of paper. On one, he wrote “REMEMBER,” and on the other, “FORGET.” He folded them, shuffling them with his hands.
Lighting a candle before the crucifix, Martin closed his eyes. “Dad,” he whispered, “help me make the right choice.”
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With a deep breath, he picked up a piece of folded paper and slowly opened it. A small smile lit up his face when he saw the word “REMEMBER.”
In that moment, Martin knew. He would accept the money, not for himself, but for his family. He would remember his father’s lessons, his own struggles, and the kindness that can exist even in the hardest of hearts.
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“Josephine!” he called out, his voice brewing with emotion. “Go tell Mom we’re going to the doctor today. And then… maybe we’ll stop for ice cream on the way home. Get Mom a new comfy mattress. And lots of groceries for the entire week!”
As Josephine’s delighted squeals filled the air, Martin clutched the note to his chest. He had remembered, and in doing so, he had found a way forward.
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Suri Cruise, The Daughter Of Katie And Tom Cruise Silently Changed Her Name
Now that she is eighteen, Suri Cruise has a lot of options, one of which is to discreetly alter her name.
One person who is able to legally talk about her father’s divorce from her is Katie Holmes, the famous couple’s daughter.
By changing her name, Suri Cruise, the daughter of Katie Holmes and Tom Cruise, made a significant transition toward adulthood. Suri recently turned eighteen and decided not to take the last name of her father.
Her performance in the Broadway musical “Head Over Heels” revealed this bold decision. In the play, she was purportedly Princess Philoclea, the part originally portrayed by Alexandra Socha in the Broadway production.
On the high school production’s casting form, she wasn’t identified as Suri Noelle. Katie Holmes’ full name is Kate Noelle Holmes, reflecting her desire to adopt her mother’s middle name.
Following the announcement of her choice, Suri was spotted carefree as she strolled through New York City. Wearing a pink blouse and white pants, Suri walked around muting the noise with her headphones on.
Furthermore, the name she now goes by differs significantly from the one on her original birth certificate. She was called Suri Cruise at birth and given her father’s well-known surname, according to the documents.
On May 8, 2006, the certificate was submitted to the Los Angeles County Clerk/Register-Recorder. It has a few peculiarities. Suri was born on April 18, but it took 20 days for the papers to be filed—that is, until May 8.
This was an unusually long delay because St. John’s Hospital typically files birth certificates within ten days of the baby’s birth. A hospital asserted that the certificate’s certification was not signed by a parent or other authorized signatory, which caused the delay. It’s noteworthy to observe that a “friend” has signed the certificate.The signature is still not readable.
Another peculiarity is the signature of the “Attendant or Certifier,” Anne Heffernan, RNC. Anne was not in the delivery room and she did not see the baby.
Although the signature of the attending physician is customary, it is not mandatory, according to hospital officials. Permission to sign in place of the doctor was granted to Heffernan.
Now that Suri Noelle is an adult, she can legally change her name because she is eighteen years old. It also gives her the courage to speak honestly about her thoughts on personal matters, like as her relationship with her father and his Scientology beliefs.
“Suri would have been too young to sign any agreement, but she will now be free to talk if she wants to, and it’s going to be really interesting if she has something to say,” stated veteran Scientology researcher Tony Ortega.
Tony went on to say that part of the reason Katie left Scientology at the age of six was because she would have seen the pain that Tom’s other children, Isabella and Connor, went through.
If Suri is prepared to share details of her personal life with the world, only time will tell. She is aware of the information that has previously been publicized regarding her connection with her father, as her parents are well-known A-list celebrities.
For the past three years, Suri and Tom’s tense relationship has been widely known. Until the daughter reached adulthood, the father and daughter were not together. When Tom was filming “Mission Impossible 8,” Suri was enjoying her birthday in the US, but they were hundreds of miles apart.
Tom’s sighting in London and Suri’s celebration in New York have previously been discussed. The 61-year-old actor, who loves flying helicopters as one of his favorite modes of transportation, grinned widely in the photo. On the other hand, Tom’s appearance sparked a lot of remarks from internet users.
“OMG. Mr. Tom Cruise, my all-time favorite, has a grandfatherly appearance. Already,” wrote a Facebook user. “Whoa! I didn’t recognize him,” said an additional person.Another person said, “This picture doesn’t look like him.” Another person commented, “Boy, he looks different.”Another aspect of Tom’s looks that some people noticed was that his hair color, which made him appear older.
On her birthday, Suri—who lives in New York with her mother—was spotted. The youngest and estranged daughter of the actor was spotted out and about in New York City with a pal on her birthday. She held a gift in her hands and was dressed in bootcut jeans and a denim jacket. And on a wet day, she carried a pink umbrella.
While many social media users noted how much Suri resembled her mother Katie, others had conflicting opinions about her appearance.
Gorgeous girl, she looks just like her mother, exclaimed a social media user.”Excellent! A replica of her mother,” concurred an Instagram user.Another person said, “Wow, she is her mom’s twin!”Another person said, “I assumed this was her mother.”
Other social media users caught sight of Suri’s umbrella for a variety of reasons.She doesn’t need much to have the ideal birthday celebration. An umbrella, some friends, and the rest will follow! She is a woman, our girl! powerful like her mommy!”Why is she using an umbrella for a four-year-old?” a user named X asked.Someone else made an inquiry.
“What is she wearing???” was a question left in a comment on Suri’s Instagram image by another fan of her sense of style. It appears that her mother gave her good taste in clothing.
A few days after her birthday, Suri was spotted with her mother again. The two were dressed casually and enjoying coffee. Even Vogue’s Twitter celebrated the two for their fashionable outfits, suggesting that they may appear in a Chloé advertisement.
Suri and her mother Katie have a strong and lasting bond because of their many years of shared experiences. Their relationship is an illustration of a robust and enduring mother-daughter bond.
Katie has always kept an eye on Suri. When she stated in 2017 that her child was the most important person in her life, she emphasized how essential the child’s upbringing was to her profession at the moment. She discussed how crucial it is to support her child and give them a safe, worry-free upbringing.
Though Katie felt lucky to be in her line of work, nothing could match the satisfaction of watching her child succeed. The actress tried to savor Suri’s formative years as much as she could.
Katie came to the painful realization that youngsters grow more independent every day. Even though she knew their inevitable parting would be horrible, she wanted to make sure Suri had all she needed before heading off on her own.
When Suri was fourteen years old, actress Leah Remini believed that Tom intended to wait to bring his daughter to Scientology. According to Leah, Katie was viewed by Scientology as a repressive person and an enemy.
This suggested that Tom didn’t think Katie and Suri could date. Leah also hinted that Tom wanted to grow older and lure Suri into Scientology in order to distance her from her mother.
Leah was shocked by Katie and Tom’s sudden breakup in 2012. She recalled Katie’s intense concentration on Tom’s Scientology environment. Leah did commend Katie, though, for prioritizing her daughter’s health.
Leah made a suggestion that perhaps an arrangement existed to keep Suri safe. She continued by expressing her gratitude to Katie Holmes for rescuing her daughter from a situation that would have damaged Suri and their bond.
However, speaking about the future, former Scientology spokesman Mike Rinder stated, “Suri is not and never will be a Scientologist.She is deserving of compassion and affection.
Over the years, Katie has been a loving and supportive mother to her daughter, offering consolation following a difficult childhood caused by her parents’ divorce. Suri will be able to take charge of her own life and make decisions on her own as she gets closer to maturity.
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