tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1927652976660901418.post2851438657612450680..comments2023-09-16T07:40:01.698-07:00Comments on In The Trenches - Budgeting for Financial Survival and Recovery: Childhood JobsCarol Schultzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02277120447454788570noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1927652976660901418.post-31686830445292582642010-07-30T20:21:59.548-07:002010-07-30T20:21:59.548-07:00Contributor. Good word. So much different than c...Contributor. Good word. So much different than consumer and the feeling is entirely different. Thanks for sharing your story.Carolnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1927652976660901418.post-40986847665674007132010-07-30T19:27:25.286-07:002010-07-30T19:27:25.286-07:00When I was about 8 or 9 years old, I got my first ...When I was about 8 or 9 years old, I got my first job. The neighbors had children who were little, over a year and close to three-year-old. They obviously had seen me baby wrangling with my three younger siblings. They hired me to watch their children while they gardened. Their garden was at another location. It was very scary and liberating to leave my family and go off with what seemed like strangers. So, all afternoon for several days over the next few weeks I made sure the kids were happy and out of trouble. They gave me $3 and a huge brown grocery bag of vegetables, their surplus, I suppose. Then, I had to walk back to their house and take my brother along to carry the last two bags. I felt like I was a contributor to the family.Each day I worked, there were vegetables to take home but never as many vegetables as that first day.LindaPwww.http://PRACTICAL-PARSIMONY.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.com