Grumpy Girl Clothing: Haiku Friday, 11/06/09, Topic: SMALL KID TIME
Haiku Friday, 11/06/09, Topic: SMALL KID TIME
From the blog at http://grumpydashgirl.live
A few weeks ago, I was on my normal daily schedule: work at the apartment in the morning, then head to "the factory" at the Kaimuki house in the afternoon for labor intensive work and some cat therapy. It was the usual humdrum routine until I approached the 4-way stop a block from my house.
On the corner to my right were three little girls. Two were sitting at a low card table holding an umbrella, and one was standing in front, holding a cardboard sign over her head that had "Fresh Lemonade" written on it with a black marker.
"Oh my goodness!" I thought to myself. "So cute."
I could practically see the sweat beading up and dripping down the sign-holding girl's face, as it was so hot that day. I hoped that she was wearing sunscreen.
I turned the corner, parked the car at my house, grabbed my wallet, and walked back down the block. As I approached, I could see the sign girl still dutifully trying to get the attention of each car that drove through the stop. As I got nearer, though, they saw me coming, and a look of hope and slight flustering ensued.
"Hi!" I greeted them.
They greeted me back.
I asked them how much it cost for their lemonade, and they explained that it was 50 cents for a small red cup and 75 cents for a large yellow cup.
I took 2 yellow cups.
The girl who was holding the sign seemed to be the shift supervisor of the group. She explained that the purchase of a yellow cup also came with a free pack of Diamond Bakery soda crackers. Of course the business person in me can't help but think at this point, "Okay, we've got expensive Solo plastic cups and free crackers..." She then further explained that they were selling the lemonade to raise money to keep the community library open. The girls were going to a craft class at the library later that afternoon, and they were going to take whatever money they raised from their day's endeavor.
I melted. I was seriously so touched I almost wanted to cry.
A few weeks ago, I was on my normal daily schedule: work at the apartment in the morning, then head to "the factory" at the Kaimuki house in the afternoon for labor intensive work and some cat therapy. It was the usual humdrum routine until I approached the 4-way stop a block from my house.
On the corner to my right were three little girls. Two were sitting at a low card table holding an umbrella, and one was standing in front, holding a cardboard sign over her head that had "Fresh Lemonade" written on it with a black marker.
"Oh my goodness!" I thought to myself. "So cute."
I could practically see the sweat beading up and dripping down the sign-holding girl's face, as it was so hot that day. I hoped that she was wearing sunscreen.
I turned the corner, parked the car at my house, grabbed my wallet, and walked back down the block. As I approached, I could see the sign girl still dutifully trying to get the attention of each car that drove through the stop. As I got nearer, though, they saw me coming, and a look of hope and slight flustering ensued.
"Hi!" I greeted them.
They greeted me back.
I asked them how much it cost for their lemonade, and they explained that it was 50 cents for a small red cup and 75 cents for a large yellow cup.
I took 2 yellow cups.
The girl who was holding the sign seemed to be the shift supervisor of the group. She explained that the purchase of a yellow cup also came with a free pack of Diamond Bakery soda crackers. Of course the business person in me can't help but think at this point, "Okay, we've got expensive Solo plastic cups and free crackers..." She then further explained that they were selling the lemonade to raise money to keep the community library open. The girls were going to a craft class at the library later that afternoon, and they were going to take whatever money they raised from their day's endeavor.
I melted. I was seriously so touched I almost wanted to cry.
As I thanked the girls and wished them luck, I walked back home and reminisced of a time 25 years earlier when two girls, one of whom was me, sat on the ground at a low card table with a pitcher full of lemonade and a stack of paper cups. Our gimmick: a sticker on the bottom of your cup meant you got a free refill. Oh, and my mom made andagi. That was free with a purchase as well.
I don't think we made money, either.
It didn't really matter.
Girls on a mission
Upscale cups and free crackers
Save our library
Fresh squeezed lemonade
Sticker means a free refill
We've got andagi
I'd love to hear your haiku on the topic SMALL KID TIME! Please post to the Grumpy Girl Facebook page (where we vote) or Twitter @grumpy_girl with your entries (and I will repost to FB)!
Happy Haiku Friday!