Sunshine Club
By Mary Frederickson
Friend, June 1994
"Am I ever bored," Natalie said on Monday morning as she and her sister and
brothers sat under the maple tree in their backyard, drinking lemonade.
"School’s only been out two weeks, and I’ve already run out of things to do."
"Me, too," Travis agreed. "Later we’ll have swimming lessons and summer camp,
but right now, what?" He was the oldest Carter child. They ranged in age from
Johnny, who was six, to Travis, fourteen; with nine-year-old Natalie,
ten-year-old Roger, and twelve-year-old Susan in between.
"I’ve been thinking," Susan said slowly.
"Hooray!" Roger teased.
"Seriously," Susan went on, making a face at Roger, "why don’t we form a
club?"
"We’ve already had lots of clubs," Johnny groaned. "And I never got to be
president of any of them."
"Not a regular club—a special one, one that isn’t just for fun, but to help
people too."
"Sure!" Travis exclaimed. "We could have a good-deed club, or something like
that. We could secretly do nice things for people."
"We’ll need a name and a general plan," Natalie pointed out.
"Why don’t we each think of a different good deed. That way we’ll do one for
each day of the week," Roger put in.
"Let’s call ourselves the Sunshine Club," Natalie suggested.
"OK!" the others chimed in.
"Let’s pick ideas from oldest to youngest," said Susan.
They all agreed. Then Travis announced that he already had an idea for that
day. "Remember Jeff, the boy who was burned in that house fire last week? We
heard about it in sacrament meeting and in Primary. We could each write him a
letter and send a get-well card."
After lunch the children wrote notes to Jeff. Johnny cut out pretty pictures
from a magazine to help fill his page, and Natalie included a poem she liked.
Travis found a card with a happy verse in the family greeting-card box.
The children rode their bicycles to the post office and mailed the large
envelope. "That was fun, wasn’t it!" Johnny whooped as they pedaled home.
After supper, the Sunshine Club met hastily on the back porch. They decided
to announce their activity at ten each morning and to try to complete it during
the afternoon.
On Tuesday, Susan suggested they pick flowers from their garden, make
bouquets, and take them to the retired people’s center. That afternoon, while
Susan and Roger cut flowers with Mom’s permission, the other three children
found old jars that they cleaned and covered with foil or pretty wrapping paper.
"Off we go," they cried as they headed into town, pulling a wagon loaded with
colorful blossoms. At the retirement center, they split up and each delivered
three small vases of flowers.
Roger was having a hard time deciding what to suggest for Wednesday. But when
Mom said she would be gone all day, his eyes sparkled. "Today the Sunshine Club
stays home to help Mom."
"But we always help," Johnny said, disappointed.