When I think back over my childhood into becoming
a young adult, I think the biggest lesson I learned
was to work hard. My parents didn't necessarily
preach this all the time, but they were always
working hard and we had a family ice cream shop,
so we all had to work hard too. I was only a 1st
grader when I would wipe tables in the shop, fill
spoon and napkin containers, wash buckets. My
"pay" was an ice cream cone at the end of my time
there. But I didn't do it for that. It was just
understood, expected, and necessary. All of my
older siblings were there scooping, and me and my
little sister would help out however we could. I
*couldn't wait* until I could serve customers, which
I was allowed at the age of twelve, and my pay
turned from ice cream into cold hard cash. I loved
making my own money, and when I eventually
managed the store at 16, would schedule myself in
to work six days a week. Working hard at the shop
translated into working hard at school, and in our
future careers, and it is really the one thing I wish
my kids could experience.
But, since we don't have a family business, we are
doing the next best thing, and making sure our kids
understand the value of a dollar, learn how to talk to
people, and equate hard work with success in life.
How do we do this? We let them get jobs as soon
as possible.
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