I was laying out at the park when this little girl ran up to me and asked if I wanted fresh squeezed lemonade. I only had my credit card on me and, assuming she didn’t have a credit card machine in her wagon, respectfully declined. But this persistent young businesswoman wouldn’t take no for an answer and said I didn’t even need money–she just wanted to give out her lemonade. Luckily, my friend Laura is responsible and carries cash so we went over to partake in this lemonade stand with wheels.
It turns out that our new friend and her Dad go around to places like “Wiggleyville” and sell dog biscuits, giving their proceeds to a park in the area. Lemonade was a new venture in their fundraising quest and she made it all herself–squeezed the lemons and everything. To see a young girl with such a philanthropic spirit was inspiring. I went to the park for a tan and to read the new Vogue. I came home with a renewed sense of hope in the way our world might turn out with people like her in it. Regardless of how much money our new friend makes for that park, she is doing more than she knows for her community.
Thanks for the lemonade. It was exactly what I needed, in more ways than one.