My selling cupcake experience

in life •  7 years ago 

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Today is the day, when my hazartation and exaggeration appears. Our school is selling cupcakes for graduation. I am a year 6 and I have to sell them too, bake my own from home and bring it to school. I am always a conscious and self-inner person, I feel anxious every time I have to do social stuff.

This morning when I got up, I complained to my parents about how I could avoid school and eat all the cupcakes. Mum and Dad said No and made me have those shrieks. Grandpa even got mad and warned me I have to sell them. So I went to school carrying 24 cupcakes in a special container.

I walked to school knowing people are judging me for sure about how my cupcakes look and how I baked them. The more I think about it the worse my stomach aches and that stiff neck when I twisted it. I arrived at school seeing my class mates carrying their cupcakes up the stairs. I knew I had to do the same; I cannot just leave it there waiting for assistance.

When I brought it up I heard a little girl saying to her dad “Look at that box of cupcakes I brought one dollar today, “She yapped. I felt better soon. Got to class, settled in and ready to do class work. Without further ado, my teacher was already calling me to sell the cupcakes with Erin, Lily, Alex, Jack and Anaya. We all installed the tables and rested the cupcakes in front of us.

Soon kids from all different year levels came and got out there money ready to buy the cupcakes. Not many children liked my cupcakes. But I didn’t mind, it is their choice. Everyone loved Alexander’s chocolate super hilarious poo cupcake. Not many people liked strawberry and vanilla cupcake, more people seems to prefer chocolate.

Even when I borrowed money from my teacher I prefer the chocolate cupcake way more than my own. After school more people seemed to be interested with cupcake so I got hasted and settled in. A parent was buying twelve cupcakes so I earned twelve dollars. More people came and I earned twenty two dollars at the end where everyone went home.

One thing I have learnt was how hard I tried not to struggle all this time. My mind was settled to focus only about buying and selling. So hard I tried that I forgot all about that hazard and that conscious feeling that struggled me to get on.

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