On the morning of last year's "61", I flew to school like a caged bird with the goods of charity sale.
Many students have come to the classroom, some of them show off their "products" and some of them start selling. The head teacher came into the classroom and smiled and congratulated: "children, happy 61!" then she gave each of us a fruit candy. I took the sugar and put it in my mouth. Ah, it's orange.
The charity sale began. The teacher took us downstairs. I set up a stall on the west side of the hall. I took out the toys Ottoman eggs, a big box of cards and a Book of journey to the West and put them in order. Just after sitting down, a classmate asked, "how much is a pack of cards?" "two yuan." "Deal!" he took a package without hesitation and handed over two coins. I took the coin with my temperature and was so excited that I was about to jump out. Then, the students came up again and again. This one, that two. All of a sudden, the card was "snapped up", leaving only an empty blue box. Later, the toy Altman egg and journey to the West were also bought. I counted it and sold it for 32 yuan.
At this time, the classmate Xiaoxuan came to me with a bought sword and said, "look, what a delicate sword!" "is there any more?" I asked heartily. "No, this is the last one I found." I'm a little lost, but on second thought, I love the class stall more than buying a sword!
The sale is over. We counted the money of the sale. Our group has 230 yuan. The teacher said with a smile, "Li Mingyu group is the second most."
Unconsciously, a morning time slipped away in the happy activities. I laugh and jump, and my heart is sweeter than sugar. I'm really looking forward to the next children's day.