The Lemonade Stand
Dana and her cousin Priya set up a lemonade stand on the first hot Saturday of summer. They had a folding table, a big pitcher, and a sign that Dana had painted with bright yellow letters.
By noon, they had sold six cups. "This is slow," said Priya. "I thought we would make a lot more money."
Dana looked down the street. The corner house had a yard sale, and people were walking right past their table. "We need to be where the people are," she said.
They carried the table to the corner and set it up near the yard sale. Soon a small line formed. A man in a baseball cap bought two cups. A girl asked for a refill. By two o'clock, the pitcher was empty.
Priya counted the coins and bills. "We made twenty-two dollars!" she shouted. "What should we do with it?"
Dana thought for a moment. She remembered the animal shelter near the library that was collecting food for dogs. "What if we give half to the shelter?" she suggested.
Priya smiled. "I like that idea. We can keep half for ourselves, and then we can use it to buy more lemons next weekend."
The next Saturday, a new sign hung on the stand: "Lemonade for a good cause."