Lizzy opened her eyes, and Dad was there. It was morning. He said, “Let’s go! We’re going on a trip!” “But what about Mom?” “We’ll be back before she knows it. Then we’ll go on our real vacation.” They jumped into Dad’s car. But before they went far, Lizzy realized she forgot something. “Dad, I left my glasses in the house!” Dad smiled, reaching into the glove compartment. “That’s alright Lizzy, here are some special glasses that I used to wear. They might just 昀椀t…try them on.” Lizzy tried them on. “Hey, they 昀椀t! But everything looks different.” She looked around. Everything looked odd. There were no homes. There were people in buildings, but the buildings were strange. They had no outside walls, and she could see inside them. “Dad, where are we going?” “Honey, you asked me some great questions about business last night. I thought I should take you on a trip through Corporate America. We’re going to travel through their world and see what really happens there. And we’re going to play a game that my dad taught me when we used to travel.” “What game is that?” “Some people count things to pass the time on a long trip, things like Volkswagen Beetles or trucks. My dad had his own special game. It’s called ‘I See a Silo.’ When I would travel on long trips with my family, we would all see who could spot the most farm silos. Every time we saw one, we’d have to shout out, ‘I see a silo!’” 9