My children, children of a possible future diplomat, went door-to-door in our neighborhood. Selling candy bars for some sports team? No. Offering to rake yards? No again. Collecting cans and bottles? Oh, of course not! They worked hard in the woods behind our house making weapons. Yes, weapons. My little Quaker children are really taking the pacifist lessons to heart.
The boys (ages 7 and 9) made bows and arrows whittled from sticks. They made spears from long sticks with rocks lashed to the sharpened ends. They made sling shots. They worked really hard. They worked together. They used their cub scout skills. They included their little sister in the endeavor. Then...then...they wanted to share their weaponry with the rest of the 'burbs. They decided they NEEDED to go door to door selling their handmade weapons. With a sign stating their names and then "Weapons," like Smith and Wesson. Each weapon came with a lifetime guarantee. And a lesson on how to use it.
I was proud and horrified at the same time. They made one sale. To our good friends who always try to encourage the kids. "Wow, that is so creative! I think we will take the slingshot, it looks safest for R (their son). Otherwise R might shoot his eye out. But that is AWESOME!! You guys did a great job!"
Good thing that Top Secret Security Clearance already went through. Because if I was asked if I have any relatives who are weapons dealers... I'm not naming any names but..."Slingshot-S" and "Bow-n-arrow-B" come to mind.