I pulled up in the carpool line yesterday and saw my child waiting with the widest grin. She came bounding over to our car waving an envelope, barely able to contain her excitement. She was yelling, “I can learn to fly! I can learn to fly!!” For months, she and three of her friends (dubbed the Fearless Flyers) have been trying to figure out a way to fly. I was eager to hear of her latest plan. Most of the plans up until this point have involved balloons, cliffs, trampolines, feathers taped to cardboard wings, or any combination of the above. I’ve gently discouraged the more dangerous trials. Today’s plan was different. Inside her envelope was her Girl Scout cookie sales form. One of the prizes for selling cookies was lessons at a trapeze school shown with a picture that said, “Learn to Fly.”
Of course to get this prize, one has to sell 1,500 boxes of cookies (at $4 a pop, that’s $6,000 dollars worth of cookies). We talked about what that would look like. Last year she sold sixty-ish boxes of cookies, her entire troop sold around 1,200. I told her to sell that many cookies, she would actually have to talk to people, maybe even people she didn’t know really well (which has traditionally been very hard for her). She thought about this. As soon as we got home, she was out of the car and asking neighbors to buy cookies. She has plans to reach her goal.
When I got a chance, I put a status on Facebook announcing that she is selling cookies and her (outlandish) goal. Then something amazing happened. People started messaging me, and sharing on her behalf and cookie orders started coming in. My child is surrounded by people who believe in her and want to see her succeed. This overwhelms me and humbles me regularly. Thank you friends.
While I don’t really expect my kid to sell 1,500 boxes of Girl Scout cookies, it wouldn’t surprise me too much. She’s kind of amazing, and she’s got a great support team.