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The Secret Club

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The Secret Club

Patricia Gable

J ack noticed the clubhouse as soon as he moved into his new house. It

leaned against a large oak tree in the grassy lot between Billy’s house and Mrs. Krummel’s. If Jack squinted his eyes, he could almost see between the slats of wood and inside the tiny building.

Since the �rst day his family moved in to the neighborhood, Jack had been curious about the clubhouse. He watched from his upstairs bedroom window. Boys were the only ones who seemed to go into the clubhouse. �ey looked a bit older than Jack. Sometimes a parent would pound on the door and call for one of the boys. Jack longed to see inside the clubhouse and be a part of the group. Each night he prayed for the chance to make new friends.

One afternoon after school, Jack was shooting hoops in the driveway when Billy crossed the street and joined him. They didn’t talk much, but Jack was happy that he could shoot as well as the older, taller Billy. By the time his mom called him home for

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dinner, Billy had asked Jack to meet the guys by the clubhouse on Sunday.

Jack could hardly sleep that night. He was going to be part of a group—one of the guys! Maybe he would not have to play with his �ve-year-old brother all the time. It was bad enough that they had to share a bedroom.

On Sunday morning, Jack watched from his bedroom window. He saw the boys begin to gather by the clubhouse. Not wanting to look too eager, he waited about 10 minutes before he le� the house and casually walked across the street. He stu�ed his hands into the pockets of his jeans and wore his ball cap backwards.

“Hi, Jack,” Billy called. “�is is Matt and Jacob,” he added, pointing to two boys. �ey nodded at Jack.

“Hi,” Jack said, keeping his hands in his pockets.

“It’s time for our meeting. Let’s go inside,” Billy said, yanking hard on the door as it scraped across the dirt.

�e walls inside the clubhouse looked like army fatigues with splashes of green, brown, and black. Jack bit his tongue so he would not say, “Whoa, awesome!” He didn’t want to seem like a baby to the other guys. �ey sat cross-legged on the dirt �oor.

Billy began talking in a whisper with a serious look on his face. “We now begin the meeting of the Scorpions. �is is a secret meeting.” Billy looked at Jack. “Nobody says nothing or else you are history.”

Jack nodded slightly.�e rest of the meeting seemed like a

blur to Jack. �ere was nothing bad about what the guys talked about, but the idea of everything being a secret gave Jack a tingling feeling in his stomach.

At the end, the boys all looked at Jack.

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Billy announced, “In order for you to join our club, you have to sneak out of the house a�er bedtime and ring the doorbell at old Mrs. Krummel’s house.”

“Billy will wait to see if Mrs. Krummel turns on her porch light as proof that you did the job,” Jacob added.

Jack numbly nodded his head.Nervously, Jack waited that night until

his house was quiet. He knew his brother was sound asleep, and he hoped the same was true for his mom and dad. Silent as a cat, he snuck out the back door and ran across the street. He quickly rang Mrs. Krummel’s doorbell three times and dashed o� her porch and into the bushes. He held his breath. In a few moments, Mrs. Krummel’s porch light went on. From the bushes, he could also see Billy’s bedroom light �ip on and o� quickly, signaling that Billy knew that Jack had completed the daring task.

Poor Mrs. Krummel, Jack thought as he waited for her light to go o�. He really liked the older woman and felt bad that he had scared her. But he decided that being part of the group was more important.

On Sunday, the day of the next meeting, the boys gathered in the dusty clubhouse. It was a chilly fall day, and rain was coming down steadily. Billy lit a candle and set it in the middle of the circle.

“Jack, for completing your task, you are o�cially in the Scorpions,” Billy said seriously. Once again Jack held in his

excitement to avoid seeming silly in front of his new friends.

Matt handed Jack a small box with a lid as Billy continued, “You will be the �ame keeper.”

Jack opened the box and found several books of matches, three lighters, and one more candle.

“Keep this box hidden, and bring it to each meeting. We may need these things for future activities,” Billy whispered with a slight smirk on his face as he looked at Matt and Jacob.

A sudden pounding on the door made all four boys jump at once.

“Mom said to come home,” Billy’s older sister yelled without opening the door. Billy blew out the candle and added it to Jack’s box.

All the boys ran through the rain to their homes. Jack rushed in the back door and up the stairs.

“Not so fast, young man,” Mom called. “You are tracking mud in the house. Take your shoes o�.”

Jack stepped into the laundry room and covered the box with a dirty towel while he took o� his shoes. �en he raced upstairs before his mom had a chance to question him about the box or his new friends.

Jack’s brother was on the �oor playing with his toy cars. “What’s that?” he asked as Jack put the box in the bottom of his dresser drawer, under his winter sweaters.

“None of your business,” Jack snapped.

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“Just stay out of my stu�,” he added as he �opped onto his bed.

Days went by, and an uncomfortable feeling kept gnawing at Jack. When he was alone in his room, he opened the box. If Mom and Dad found this stu�, they would freak out, he thought to himself. What did Billy mean when he said we would use this stu� for future activities?

“Dear Jesus, please guide me to do the right thing.” �en he hid the box behind his tub of baseball cards at the bottom of his closet.

On Friday a�er school, Jack tromped up the stairs to change his clothes. He opened the door to �nd his little brother on the �oor with the secret box on his lap. �e matchbooks were scattered on the �oor around him, and he was trying to light the lighter.

“What are you doing?” Jack yelled as he dropped to the �oor next to his brother. Is it

anger or fear making my heart pound so hard? he wondered. He scooped up the supplies and returned them to the box. “You should never ever play with things like this!” Jack scolded.

“Are you going to tell Mommy and Daddy?” Jack’s brother asked.

Jack tried to calm down so he would not scare his brother. Images of what could have happened raced through his head. “It’s not your fault,” Jack said. “I shouldn’t have these things in here. �ey are dangerous for me too. Just promise me that you won’t ever play with matches or

lighters again.”“OK, Jack, I promise,” Jack’s brother said. Jack thought for a moment and said,

“I think I am going to tell Mom and Dad though. I made a mistake, and I’m not sure what to do next.”

Jack slowly headed down the stairs without noticing that the funny feeling he had inside had disappeared.

Things to think about:

• Have you ever had a friend or friends try to convince you to do something that made you feel uncomfortable? If so, how did you handle it?

• How do you think Jesus helped Jack?• Clubs can be fun. What else could the

boys do together that would be a good choice?

• Why did Jack want to talk to his parents? • If you were Jack’s parent, what advice

would you give Jack?

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A Cure for a Stomachache

Neoma Foreman

G randma, I don’t feel so good.” Brylan rubbed his tummy as they walked out of

the grocery store.“Does your stomach hurt?” Grandma

asked. She put the sacks of groceries in the car.“Yes.” Brylan got into the van. He laid his

head on the back of the seat.“I will get you some medicine when

we get back to the house,” Grandma said, putting the car into gear and heading out onto the highway.

Brylan sat up straighter. “Is it that icky pink stu�?”

“Yes. It will get your stomach straightened out in no time.” Grandma turned into the driveway.

“I’m not that sick.” Brylan jumped from the car as soon as it quit rolling. He walked around to help Grandma carry in the groceries.

“Why did you say your stomach hurt if there wasn’t a problem?” Grandma asked as she unlocked the door to her house. �ey put the sacks on the table. She turned and looked at him.

Brylan ducked his head. “It feels sort of funny.”

Grandma raised his head so she could see his face. “Have you eaten something you shouldn’t?”

Brylan felt tears form in his eyes. He blinked to hold them back. “Yes. I ate some grapes from the package in the grocery store.” When Grandma did not say anything, he added, “�ey looked good, and I was hungry. But I know it was wrong. It is stealing. If I get my money, could you take me back to the store? I want to pay for them.”

“Let’s put the food away �rst,” Grandma said, putting the frozen food in the freezer. “I saw you standing by the grapes for quite a bit of time, and I wondered what you were doing. Anything stolen never brings a blessing. I know the manager and will take you to him, but you must do your own talking.”

Brylan’s stomach churned as if he had ridden a roller coaster. What will the manager say? Will I have to go to jail if I don’t have enough money? He opened his piggy bank and counted his allowance money—ten pennies, two quarters, two dimes, and one nickel. “How much does a handful of grapes cost, Grandma?”

“However much the manager says,” Grandma replied. “You will have to ask him.”

As Grandma pulled into a parking space at the store, Brylan’s stomach felt like he had swallowed sour milk. �e autumn breeze was chilly, but sweat broke out on his forehead.

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His feet dragged as if they were stuck in deep mud.

Grandma walked up to a very tall man. “Mr. McNeese, my grandson has something he would like to tell you.” She stepped away.

With his heart thumping wildly, Brylan looked up at the store manager. “Sir, I came to pay for the grapes I ate when we were here a few minutes ago. I’m sorry. I know it was wrong.”

Mr. McNeese squatted down and looked Brylan in the eye. “Why did you come back? I would have never known. Did your grandma make you?”

“No, she didn’t know until I told her. �e Bible says not to take something that does not belong to you. I got a stomachache thinking about doing what God said not to do, and I asked Grandma to bring me back.” He held out a bag to the manager. “I have eighty-�ve cents in there. Will that be enough to pay for them?”

Mr. McNeese looked inside and took out a quarter. He handed it back to Brylan. “I

think this will cover your debt. �ank you for being honest. I hope

you never steal again.”Brylan let out the

breath that he had been holding. “�ank you, sir. I promise I won’t.” Brylan felt so much better as he and Grandma le�. “�anks for bringing me back, Grandma.”

Grandma put her arm around his shoulder as they walked across the parking lot. “I’m thankful my grandson

wants to live as the Bible says.”

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Nowhere to RideJane Landreth

J acob was happy. His parents had given him a new bicycle

and red helmet for his birthday. �ey had warned him to be

careful about riding in the street.

“Always wear your helmet,” Mother told him.

�at a�ernoon Jacob raced his bike down the sidewalk. �e sidewalk was narrow, rough, and cracked in a few places. “Where can I ride my bike?” Jacob said to himself. “�is sidewalk isn’t much fun.”

At the end of the block,

Jacob noticed a parking

lot at the

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apartment complex. �at should be smooth riding, Jacob thought as he headed toward the parking lot.

�e apartment building was for older people. Jacob had been riding for about a half hour when Mr. Cook, who lived there, drove into the parking lot. He looked crabby and waved Jacob over to his car.

“You can’t ride in the parking lot,” Mr. Cook said with a frown on his face. “�is is private property. You might get hurt here, and we could get into trouble. Go home!”

Jacob sat on his porch, thinking about Mr. Cook and what he had said. Jacob felt like doing something mean to Mr. Cook to get even.

�at evening Jacob told his parents what had happened. “I’m really angry about it,” he said. “It’s not fair!”

“You better not ride in the parking lot,” Mother said. “Mr. Cook is right. �e parking lot belongs to someone else.”

�e next day was Sabbath. In Sabbath School, each student in the class picked a paper with a verse on it out of a box. �en each person had to read the verse aloud and talk about what it meant.

When it was Jacob’s turn to pick, he pulled out a slip of paper. As he read it to the group, he felt his face getting red.

“Love your neighbor as yourself ” [Mark 12:31, NIV]. A�er Jacob read from the slip of paper, he looked down at his feet and then said quietly, “It means that a person should treat his neighbor like he wants to be treated. We should be nice to our neighbors and not think badly about them.”

�at a�ernoon Jacob walked over to the apartment parking lot. He hadn’t been there long when Mr. Cook came driving in with the same crabby look on his face. He got out of his car with a sack in his arms. Suddenly,

he dropped the sack and oranges scattered everywhere.

Jacob walked over to Mr. Cook’s car and asked, “Do you need help?”

Mr. Cook looked at Jacob and mumbled something about not being able to bend over because of his arthritis.

Jacob got down and picked up the oranges. Finally, when he had them all back in the sack, Jacob handed them to Mr. Cook. When he turned to leave, Mr. Cook held out his hand with a dollar in it.

Jacob just smiled and said, “Keep your money. It was no problem to help.”

Jacob felt really good. He wasn’t mad at Mr. Cook anymore. In fact, he felt sort of sorry for him.

A few weeks later, Jacob was walking by the apartment building when he saw Mr. Cook again. He waved Jacob over to him.

“I am in charge of keeping the parking lot clean, but my arthritis has gotten so bad that I’m having di�culty doing it anymore,” Mr. Cook explained.

Mr. Cook told Jacob that he had talked to the apartment owner about Jacob riding his bike there. “If you would help me keep the parking lot clean and would bring a permission slip from your parents,” he said, “you can ride your bike here.”

Jacob couldn’t believe it! He ran all the way home to tell his parents. He had a job—and a place to ride his bike! Jacob realized that getting even wasn’t the answer. Instead of spending time trying to think of ways to get back at Mr. Cook, Jacob had done the right thing. He had forgiven Mr. Cook and o�ered him help when he needed it. �en, instead of being grouchy, Mr. Cook turned out to be really nice. He went out of his way to help Jacob have fun.

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Brother Trouble

Debbonnaire Kovacs

The Far-Away Friends are pen pals with Joseph and Mac. This year the Far-Away Friends will help you understand what your Sabbath School lesson can mean for you.

Susannah May Farmer stamped her foot. “I’m tired, too, Matt! I don’t have time to

help you with the barn chores!”“Come on, Susannah! I helped Mom pick

all those cucumbers! Just do the watering, please? I will do everything else!”

“You might have picked them, but I had to help pickle them all. And I still have to do the supper dishes and do the math Mom has been asking me about for two days. Do your own chores!”

And with that, Susannah stomped into the house. Her younger brothers, who had been watching and listening, hurried out of her way.

Susannah felt angry the whole evening, but by the time she was ready for bed, she knew she owed Matt an apology. She would say something tomorrow.

But the next day, Susannah forgot. �e whole family was still very busy. �ey had to get the rest of the vegetables and fruit picked before the �rst frost came. It was still hot, but the leaves were already starting to turn red and yellow. �is time of year Susannah

always said she hated gardens and that when she grew up, she was sure she would never have one. But she knew that in January, Mom’s canned, frozen, and dried food would taste a lot better than the food from the grocery store.

So Susannah rushed through her day, helping in the garden, helping in the house, helping with her little brothers, and doing her schoolwork (even the dreaded math). It was late a�ernoon before something reminded her of her unkindness to Matt.

�e Farmers had gone to town, and one of their stops was to deliver some dried �owers, wreaths, and brightly colored gourds to the Pattersons’ �ower shop. Hanging on to Luke and Johnny while Mom and Mr. Patterson carried loads from the van to the store, Susannah saw an elderly woman plop down suddenly on a park bench, panting.

Susannah watched the woman for a moment. Her face was red, and she was sweating. Still holding the boys’ hands, Susannah went over to the bench and asked, “Are you all right, ma’am?”

“Oh, yes, dear!” the woman smiled at her. “I’m just a little hot and tired. It’s awfully warm for this time of year, isn’t it?” She sounded breathless.

“It is hot!” Susannah agreed. “May I bring you a drink of water?”

“Oh, that would be nice, dear!”Susannah parked the boys on the steps

and told them not to move while she went into Lilies of the Field and got a glass of water.

She came back out just in time to catch Johnny starting to wander away. �e woman

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seemed better. She drank the water, thanked Susannah again, and got up to go on her way. She turned back and said, “You are a very kind young lady! Your mother must have taught you well!”

Susannah watched the woman walk away, and then looked down at the little faces looking up at her. �e woman couldn’t read minds, so she didn’t know Susannah had almost yelled at Johnny just now. �e Sabbath School lesson popped into her mind, and she could practically hear Ms. Kimoto saying, “Truly kind people are kind always.”

“Hey, Susannah!” Matt called. “Come on, we are done.”

Susannah and her two brothers hurried back to the van. “Matt, I’m sorry for the way I acted last night. Tonight I will do all the watering for you, OK?”

Matt looked surprised. “Sure! �anks! And I forgive you. We were hot and tired.”

“�at is no excuse,” Susannah said �rmly. “Kind people are kind always!” She buckled Luke’s car seat and gave him a kiss, which made him giggle.

�at night, when she �nally �nished helping Matt, Mark and Luke begged her to read them a story. She sat on the couch with the two of them, and Johnny came running over to sit on her lap. From the middle of a big pile of sweaty little boys, Susannah started to read.

She didn’t get through two pages before her voice began

to sound hoarse. “I’m so thirsty!” she exclaimed.

Immediately, Johnny wriggled down from her lap.

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Susannah coughed and kept reading, glad for one less body pressing on her.

It was another two pages before Johnny came back, walking very slowly and carrying a dripping glass clutched tightly in both hands. It was full to the very top, and water was slopping over the sides, down his arms, and making a wet trail across the �oor from the kitchen to the living room.

“Johnny, what are you doing?” Susannah cried.

“I bring a drink,” Johnny smiled happily. “Sissy thirsty!” With great concentration, he walked to the couch and pushed the

glass toward her, making water run over on Susannah’s leg and on Luke, who yelped and rolled away.

Susannah grabbed the glass just before it landed upside down in her lap. “Oh, Johnny, thank you! �at was so kind of you.”

“Kind a’ways,” Johnny agreed with a big smile.

Susannah gave a startled laugh. She didn’t know he had listened to her so closely. She wondered what else he learned from her.

She took a long drink. �en she got even wetter by giving her soaked baby brother a big hug.

Jacob’s Journey EndsDIRECTIONS: Place the correct vowels in the blank squares to find names and key words from the lesson. One name runs from top to bottom.

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Jacob’s Journey Ends

Jacob was almost at his uncle Laban’s house. Jacob saw three

�ocks of sheep lying beside a well in a �eld. Jacob walked

over to the shepherds. “Do you know a man named Laban?” he asked.

“Yes,” the shepherds answered. “Look! Here comes his daughter

Rachel with his sheep.” “Why aren’t you giving water to the

sheep that are already at the well?” Jacob asked. “We always wait for all the

sheep and shepherds to get here before we uncover the well,” they

said. Jacob went to the well. He rolled away the stone that covered it. Jacob gave

water to Rachel’s sheep. “I am your cousin!” he told her. Rachel ran

to tell her father. Laban rushed out to meet Jacob. “Welcome to my house!” he said.

This story can teach us that being kind at home helps us learn how to serve others.

Lesson 1, for October 3–9, 2020

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Memory Verse“We show that we are servants of God . . . by

our kindness” (2 Corinthians 6:6, ICB).

The Message: Being kind at home helps us learn how to serve others.

References: Genesis 29:1–14; Patriarchs and Prophets, p. 188.

Jacob’s Journey Ends

Think of a time when someone in your family helped you without being asked. What did they do for you? Did their kindness surprise you? Our story this week reminds us of something important. We learn how to serve others by being kind at home.

I t was morning, and Jacob woke up to con-tinue on his long journey to Haran. He had

le� his home because his brother was very angry with him. Jacob had tricked his father and had gotten a special blessing that should have gone to his brother. Because of this, his mom thought it was a good idea for him to go and stay with her brother Laban for a while. She also hoped that Jacob would �nd a wife there.

�e night before, while he had slept with a stone for his pillow, he had had a dream. He had dreamed that he had seen a ladder with angels going up and down on the ladder. �en God had spoken to him and had promised to be with him. Jacob worshiped God when he woke up and had promised that God would be his God. Now he was ready to continue on his journey.

It was a long journey, about 450

miles altogether. It would take many weeks of walking. Finally, a�er many days and nights of traveling, Jacob neared the city of Haran. He hoped to �nd his mother’s family there. His journey was almost over, and he was glad.

On the outskirts of Haran, Jacob saw a well. It was about noon, and three �ocks of sheep were gathered there. Why are these �ocks at the well in the middle of the day? he wondered. �is well was di�erent from those near Jacob’s home. He saw that a huge stone covered the well’s opening. �ere were no troughs from which the sheep could

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drink. Jacob approached the well and spoke to the shepherds gathered there.

“My brothers, where are you from?” he asked.

“We come from Haran,” one shepherd replied.

“Do you know a man named Laban who lives there?” Jacob questioned.

“Yes, we know him,” the shepherds answered.

�en Jacob asked, “Is he well?”“Yes, he is,” replied one of the

shepherds. “In fact, here comes his daughter Rachel with some of his sheep. She is a shepherdess.” �e man pointed to a young woman coming toward them. Jacob looked and saw Rachel coming to the well. She was leading a �ock of sheep but was still some distance away.

Jacob continued talking with the shepherds. “Tell me, why don’t you water your sheep and take them back to pasture?” he asked. “�ere is still a lot of daylight le�.”

“We can’t,” they replied. “It’s our custom to wait until all of the �ocks are gathered. When all are here, we remove the big stone from the well. �en all the animals drink, and we cover the well again.”

While Jacob and the shepherds talked together, Rachel and her sheep arrived. Jacob went over to the well. He kindly rolled the heavy stone away from the opening. �en he led his uncle Laban’s sheep to the water and cared for them.

He spoke kindly to Rachel. “I am Jacob, and I am one of your relatives. I have come a long way to meet your family! Your father’s sister Rebekah is my mother.” He was so glad to �nally meet a relative that he began to cry! His long journey was over. He was with family again.

“Please wait right here!” Rachel

exclaimed. “I want to let my father know that you are here.” �en she turned quickly and ran toward home.

An excited Rachel told her father about Jacob. Laban was amazed that Jacob had come so far. He hurried back to the well with her. “How wonderful to meet you, Jacob!” he exclaimed. He hugged his nephew and kissed his cheeks (that was their custom). “We are so glad you are here! Come, let’s go home so we can visit!”

Laban led the way. Soon they reached Laban’s home. �ere Jacob told his uncle about the family he had le� behind. He talked about his mother, Rebekah, and how she had sent Jacob to Laban. And Uncle Laban welcomed his nephew Jacob into his home. Soon Jacob became a part of Laban’s family.

Yes, Jacob helped Rachel by removing the heavy stone from the well. And he helped her by watering the sheep. No one had to ask him to help. He showed courtesy and kindness to Rachel. Can you help others without being asked? By being kind to your own family, you learn to serve others. What will you do to serve others this week?

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