When I was a young girl, I wanted to tag along after
my older sister, Marie. She was smart and pretty and quite the entrepreneur. We
lived in an unincorporated area, and there were lots of other children that
lived there, as well. About a block from our house was a vacant field and it
seemed that nearly every day, during summer, children would gather, to play
softball.
I was too young and
small to be chosen, but I liked to watch. My sister, being the insightful one
wasn’t so interested in playing softball, as she was in capturing an
opportunity to increase her investment. She had managed to acquire enough money
to buy several packs of Kool Aide and some sugar. She then began to collect pop
bottles from where ever she could find them and got me to help her wash them,
because I suffered from the fear of losing out FOLO, on whatever adventure
she had planned.
After scrubbing the
bottles and caps, as many of those as we could find, she made the Kool Aide and
then we filled the bottles with it. Next, she put a block of ice in the number
2 tub we used for bathing and sat the bottles all around the ice to cool.
Lastly, she covered the entire thing with newspaper and towels, to keep the ice
from melting too fast. Afterwards, she convinced my older brother, Parker, to
set the tub on top of the wagon that we later pushed and pulled to the field.
Marie was smart
enough to wait until the game was well underway, before we went anywhere. She
wanted everyone to be hot and thirsty, when she got there. She was sharp; she
had no FOLO! Unlike the few adults that came out to oversee the kids that
day. They were the first in line to buy the 5 cent bottles of Kool Aide.
I have learned that
just like people have FOLO they also suffer from being the first one
to act, even on a good idea. Hesitancy can sometimes be worse than FOLO and
rushing to be the first in line. We shall explore that concept next time.
Thanks for your
support!
