Grab Your Shovel

I got my first job when I was 12 years old.

I made $15 an hour shoveling the sidewalks at the local town library.

I remember waking up at 5am to walk half a mile, still pitch dark and freezing cold, with my plastic shovel thrown over my shoulder.

I had a job.

Not many, if any, 7th graders had jobs.

I’m also pretty sure I was the only one getting up, before school started, to push snow around.

I did – and I took great pride in it.

I never missed a day.

When it snowed, I was there – sometimes twice a day.

Looking back, as a 12 year old, it wasn’t about the money.

I can’t even tell you what I spent the money on.

Gum maybe? Marvel cards? Big Bites from 7/11?

I took pride in knowing that when people walked in and out of the library that day – they would be safe.

The walks would be clear and I had a part in it.

Are you doing something that you can take pride in?

Something that allows you to rest your head on your pillow at night?

If not – it’s time you grab your shovel.