Wendy Mogel, author of The Blessing of a Skinned Knee and The Blessing of a B Minus -- and a parenting genius, in my opinion -- says that kids need to have jobs in high school.
I get that. When I was in high school in the '80s, I had three jobs: I worked the counter at a pharmacy, was the hostess at a diner and waitressed at the local catering hall.
A job was a good thing for several reasons. Besides offering me a chance to make some money for college (in those days, my college ended up costing about $15,000 a year, so having $3,000 saved up from working actually did make a difference), working also taught me life lessons, including how to make change at a cash register. (Calculus honors student that I was, I tried to subtract in my head, which wasn't easy. Instead, my dad taught me to "count up." So if something cost $3.84, and the customer gave me a ten dollar bill, I added a penny to make 85 cents, a dime and nickel to get to four dollars, and then six more dollars to get to ten. A true life lesson!)
I also have a strong memory of my oldest brother telling us that one of his coworkers, another high school kid, was skimming a bit of money out of the cash register each week. That was a totally shocking real world lesson for us -- and one that led to important family talks about ethics and character that I won't ever forget.
Wendy Mogel, author of The Blessing of a Skinned Knee and The Blessing of a B Minus -- and a parenting genius, in my opinion -- says that kids need to have jobs in high school.I get that. When I was in high school in the '80s, I had three jobs: I worked the counter at a pharmacy, was the hostess at a diner and waitressed at the local catering hall.A job was a good thing for several reasons. Besides offering me a chance to make some money for college (in those days, my college ended up costing about $15,000 a year, so having $3,000 saved up from working actually did make a difference), working also taught me life lessons, including how to make change at a cash register. (Calculus honors student that I was, I tried to subtract in my head, which wasn't easy. Instead, my dad taught me to "count up." So if something cost $3.84, and the customer gave me a ten dollar bill, I added a penny to make 85 cents, a dime and nickel to get to four dollars, and then six more dollars to get to ten. A true life lesson!)I also have a strong memory of my oldest brother telling us that one of his coworkers, another high school kid, was skimming a bit of money out of the cash register each week. That was a totally shocking real world lesson for us -- and one that led to important family talks about ethics and character that I won't ever forget.
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