Andrew was a kind-hearted 31-year-old man who worked as a barber. After graduating high school, he took up his profession because a single mother couldn’t afford to send him to college. Instead of feeling sad, complaining, or comparing his fate with other people’s lavish lifestyles, the young boy took his difficult circumstances as a challenge and worked hard towards a better future.
It had been over a decade since Andrew started cutting people’s hair and shaving their beards at his own barbershop. He was making enough money to make ends meet. It was a regular day for Andrew, cutting people’s hair as one person walked in after the other. His shop was a prime location in town, easily accessible to a lot of people.
As the day progressed, Andrew ensured all his customers walked out of his shop satisfied. He was cutting a young boy’s hair when everyone’s gaze shifted towards the glass doors. A homeless man entered. Noticing how some men had started mumbling, Andrew looked towards the entrance and saw the man with a long beard and tangled hair reaching his shoulders. His torn, dirty clothes were proof of his difficult life on the streets.
Standing by the entrance, the man looked at Andrew with a ray of hope sparkling in his eyes. He didn’t have enough money to get a haircut or buy a razor to shave his beard. He’d entered the barbershop hoping someone would help him. “Please have a seat,” Andrew smiled at the man, welcoming him inside.
Without saying a word, the homeless man sat on one of the seats in the waiting area, hoping no one would ask him for money. Feeling nervous, he fidgeted with his fingers, his gaze locked on the ground. A few minutes later….Read Full Story Here.…,..
