When I was 13 years old, I really wanted to earn some money to save up for a video game.
However because I was too young to get a job, I offered to do work for my community in exchange.
I got the stereotypical job of mowing lawns for my neighbors but I didn’t mind, as long as I made enough to save up for the game I wanted. My favorite neighbor was mrs.smith, an older woman who was very kind and paid well. We had the agreement with the permission of my parents, that I would go over to her home and mow her lawn every two weeks. When I was finished she would invite me inside to cool off and give me a nice tall glass of lemonade and I would sit underneath the air vent, enjoying the cool air from the A/C unit. As many older ladies love to do, she would tell me stories about what life was like when she was my age. Out of all things in her house, her HVAC unit stuck out the most to me. It seems like something odd for a kid to notice, but I remember how much I loved going over there because of how kind she was, and how wonderful her heating and cooling system was. Even the hottest days I never felt hot in her house, with one exception, there was one time she had to call out a heat and a/c technician because her air conditioner acted up, but it was quickly fixed and she later had it replaced with a much fancier air conditioning unit. It is to this day one of my favorite childhood memories, and after mowing almost everybody’s lawns I did save up enough to buy the game I wanted.