2004,the year that I just turned 10 and the school would have a field trip to Bukit Merah Laketwon Resort in 2 months....but when I ask my parents' permission.....I begged them with my biggest eyes until they felt like popping out from the eyes sockets but it didn't work and only worsen the situation.
"No" was the answer,I couldn't accept the word "NO" so I asked my mother what's the real reason she wouldn't allow me to join the school trip.Questions after questions....the truth finally surrender!
"Budget tak cukup".....so that was the real thing,she could just told me earlier so I didn't have to figure out the tricks to make my parents allow me to join the school trip...waste of ideas XD.
The problem doesn't stop there,I still want to join the school trip by hook or crook hanged by Captain Hook's crooks<-----additional flavour to the idiom, not bad eyh?
I was thinking what could I do to earn money instead of begging from mom and dad,suddenly an idea just broke into my brain without knocking....thank god my brain isn't made from glass phew!
So what's the idea? Selling my old stuff! The stuff that I didn't even use anymore.... my toys were so cool in 2004 so yeah I did sell them.My friends love them,so my friends bought them and the money level goes Ka-Ching! $.$ Cash in baby~
Still it wasn't enough for the other expenses,all my used-to-be cool toys sold out.I got nothing to sell,but then I was too hungry after doing a lot of thinking...hey the tummy thought for me too."I'm thinking what are you going to eat if you didn't have enough money?"said my tummy translator after the sound of "Blerrrrrrrrrp,blurrrrrp".I went to the kitchen and open the fridge VOILA!!! There were mom's pickles
2 big containers were filled by her experiment pickles.She just learnt to make pickles and decided to try making them on her own.
My eyes were like Ka-Ching for the 2nd time,I stole my mom's pickles and packed them using small plastics,they were actually my birthday party left-over plastics...I brought them to school,again my friends swarmed around me like bees.My mom's pickles was a big hit! Ouh money money money!
Money comes in,pickles go out.Finally,I almost ran out of pickles and my mom was curious why her pickles are getting lesser everyday....I had to tell her the truth and prepare myself to face her.This time,things might went too far,but she took it in a funny way.She laughed at me! She told me that it was a really good way to earn money by myself.I'm being independent mwehehehe! The pickles really brought me a lot of fortune and my parents were "amazed" by my effort to earn money by myself so they let me join the school trip!
Now,whenever I see jars of pickles.The flashback of mom's pickles keeps rewinding in my memory and mom and I will laugh at each other.It was a good time though,it does feel good when we earn money by ourselves.
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