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|“A Triple Scoop for the Rest of His Life”
By Michelle Z. Banda
Rated "G" by the author
Some kids help more than others . . . sometimes.
|A light drizzle had begun right at the start on Saturday morning. So the work crew of twenty or thirty
volunteers who had gathered to clean Johnston Creek of almost a thousand pounds of debris was in
a rather surly mood. The Scout Chief and the Fire Chief both pushed on even though they did have some
concern about the children catching a cold.
By noon, everyone was soaked to the bone, but the sun finally came out and the rest of the day went better
as the cleanup progressed in a warmer mood. It was pleasant and in the mid seventies by late afternoon
when the Fire Chief finally signaled an end to the work. Marshaling the two backhoes and one front loader
to a halt and having them line up side by side along the bank of the creek.
“A job well done,” smiled Barbara Miller, the director of the event. “We’re scheduled to come back here one
more time, three months from now. Of course, we hope that there won’t be a thousand pounds of garbage
The garbage had come in all shapes, sizes, and colors. The easy items to reclaim (some to be recycled)
included cans and bottles, plastic milk and soda cartons, soaked brown-paper bags, clothing, bowling balls,
dolls, and tricycles. Work for the front loader and the two back hoes included car tires, auto batteries, sofas
and other furniture, shopping carts, baby carriages, TV antennae, and portable radios. There was even a
golf bag with a full set of golf clubs.
Much of the hard work had been done by two community groups—the Cub Scouts and Boy Scouts, and two
environmental groups—"Save the Sound" and "Watch the Porpoises." Concerned retirees and volunteers
from the police and "The Food Door" assisted. Everyone had been issued boots, gloves, and rain gear. The
rain gear was much appreciated early on but not necessary by noon time. The work occurred along a one-
mile stretch of the creek bed, and the debris was hauled roadside where trucks lined up to take the trash to
a landfill. More than 100 big yellow trash bags were filled.
Nothing of great value was uncovered, although a five year old boy found a handsome gold ring with ten
embossed diamonds that he thought might be worth a million dollars because it was so shiny. He said he
would probably sell it. Then he could donate half of the proceeds to "Watch the Porpoises", and use the
remainder to buy a triple-scoop ice cream cone every day for the rest of his life.
His mother immediately ushered him away from the lady from the local newspaper who wanted to do a
feature article about little Bobby. "Well, that was fast," the newspaper lady said.
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