by: Gary Paulsen
One day I was 12 years old and broke. I set out to mow some lawns with grandpa's old mower. One client was Arnold, a stockbroker, who offered to teach me about: the beauty of capitalism.
The grass grew and so did business. Arnold invested my money in many things. One of them was a prizefighter. All of a sudden, I was the sponsor of my very own fighter, Joey Pow. That's when my summer got really interesting.
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