Excerpt from a children’s book: ‘Danny Dollar, Millionaire Extraordinaire’

read it right, MILLIONAIRE!!! Ok, I’m not a millionaire yet, but I’m gonna be!

Yep, this little knucklehead kid is gonna make it big. Not only will I become a millionaire, I’ve got a plan to do it by the time I’m 21 years old. That’s about 10 years from now. And I’ll tell you how I’m gonna do it in one word: INVESTING! That’s right, I said investing. Okay, you might be asking yourself, “What the heck is investing?” Well, I’ll tell you. But first, a little bit about me.

I’m eleven years old, and I live in the Eastchester section of the Bronx, New York, along with my Mom, Dad, and older sister.

I’m your typical kid; I love music, I really love basketball, but the thing I love the most is, well, money. Now I know everyone loves money, but not like me. I’m a money maniac. I love money like other kids love candy. I know everything there is to know about money. For example, did you know that the first forms of money were animals, like cows? Yep, cows! People would trade cattle and other animals for things that they wanted. That’s called bartering.

Bartering is when you trade something you have for something you want. Imagine going to the sneaker store and telling the guy behind the counter:

“Yo, I’ll give you three cows for these sneakers.”

“With tax it comes up to three cows and two chickens.” Dang! That would be crazy! In case you’re wondering how I earn the money that I love so much, well DUH, I have a job! Actually, I’ve got a few jobs. I walk Mrs. Gonzalez’s

dogs before and after school. Cha-Ching! I go to the store for Mr. Milton every other day; he’s kinda old. Cha-Ching! I rake leaves in the fall, shovel snow in the winter, wash cars and mow lawns in the summer, Cha-Ching, Cha-Ching, Cha-Ching! You get the picture. By the end of the week, I’m hauling in about one hundred dollars. That’s serious paper for an 11-year-old kid.