The sun hung low over the village of Oakhaven, casting long, golden shadows across the bustling town square. Today wasn’t just any Saturday; it was the annual , a tradition that turned the chore of tidying into a community festival.
"Yeah," Sam sighed. "But I just heard about Mr. Henderson. He’s been down with a nasty flu for a week. He couldn't come out today, and you know how much he loves Cleanup Day." 9 : Cleanup Day / Visiting the Sick
"Hey Sam! Finished with the recycling station?" Lila asked, wiping her hands. The sun hung low over the village of
Lila looked at her empty bags, then at Sam. "Cleanup Day isn't just about the park, right? It's about the people." "But I just heard about Mr
An hour later, a small group of volunteers diverted from the main square to Mr. Henderson’s cottage. While half the group set to work weeding his flower beds and raking the lawn, Lila and Sam went to the front door. They left a basket on the porch filled with homemade chicken soup from the community kitchen and a "Get Well" card signed by dozens of neighbors.