My 14-year-old stepson asked for $50 for new shoes because his soles were flapping. I laughed and told him to get a job—not charity. He quietly left, and I thought I was teaching him about earning things.
Toby, always quiet, had moved in a year earlier. I didn’t know how to be a supportive parent, so I defaulted to discipline and expected him to earn everything extra.
For the next two months, he became even more distant, often out after school. I assumed he was working hard and felt proud.
Then I found a heavy duffel under his bed—dozens of shoes, some new, some refurbished. I thought he was stealing. When I confronted him, he explained he wasn’t. After I refused to help, he tried to buy cheap shoes but instead gave his few dollars to help another kid in need. That inspired him to collect old shoes, learn to repair them, and prepare them for donation to a foster center where he once lived.
I realized I’d been cold and missed the real lesson. We set up a proper workshop in our garage, and friends donated shoes. A local athletic company’s CEO offered Toby an internship and a supply of “B-grade” shoes to distribute. Toby’s efforts grew into a mission helping many kids.
At a meeting, the CEO gave Toby a special pair of sneakers—and Toby gave my worn work boots to me, saying I needed them more. I finally learned that parenting is about supporting your child’s good heart, not just teaching toughness.
Now Toby’s workshop is a nonprofit, and I help there every weekend. I learned that strength and empathy go together, and the best work is helping others.