Lemonade, Cupcakes and Cookies for the Cure
The story of Johnny Meyers as recounted by his mother Margaret Meyrs
My name is Johnny Meyers. I just turned five years old on September 10th. My brother, Mitchell, is almost seven. My Dad is Jay and my Mom is Margaret but most people call her Baby Margaret. My story is mostly about her.
When I was just a little kid a doctor called Mom to tell her she had breast cancer. She had to go to the hospital for a lot of operations and she was real sick for a long, long time. Dad talked to my brother and me about breast cancer and said we had to be very gentle with Mom. He told me I could only hug her on her legs. That made me sad. That was three years ago and now my Mom is well. We are all happy again.
In August, about a week before it was time to start back to school I told my Grandmother Susie, I had an idea about making a lemonade stand. Susie likes me a lot and pretty much thinks all my ideas are good so she said she would be my helper with my stand. We thought it would be nice to earn money to help the other Moms who have breast cancer so their little children wouldn’t have to feel so sad. We made a plan and called it “Johnny’s Lemonade, Cupcakes and Cookies for the Cure”.
I had lemonade, fruit and yogurt. I had cookies and cupcakes with pink sprinkles and a little pink ribbon on each one. When I
was looking for a place to set up my stand a very nice lady in the neighborhood told me I could put it under her shade tree. Her name is Ms. Betty and she is a 15 year breast cancer survivor. She gave me a donation to help me get started and I poured the first glass of lemonade for her.
Daddy helped me put everything in my wagon to take to the shade tree and I got my stand all ready for business. The last thing was my sign and right after my Dad hung it up people in cars stopped to read it. A lot of them really liked lemonade so they got out of their cars to have some refreshments and talk to me. Then they gave me a donation.
Some of my customers were my friends but a lot of people were just nice and wanted to help. It was a fun and friendly day and I poured a lot of lemonade.
Every year, Mom, Dad, Mitchell and I join in the Race for the Cure. It makes us feel good. This year I feel extra good because I can give the $85 I earned at my lemonade stand to the Susan G. Komen Breast Cancer Fund. I feel really, really good because my Mom is a three year survivor and I can hug her anywhere I want to.
