those were the days

I have always wanted to do something about making money, like selling old stuff, make money from old used clothes, things or any service i can provide when i was a little girl. I pull white hair from my dad in exchange of money. I sold & help my teachers during grade III at school canteen in exchange of goods(dried mangoes). I joined small money savings everyday or sometimes every week putting money in a friend or sister then at the end of month collect the money gathered together and keep it sometimes used by my mom. I ran errands for my big sisters’ pleading in exchange of cash. I sold candies, chocolates,biscuits,ice candies, & stationaries prints to my friends and classmates at school to have money. Everything i do to make money and i have fun of it collecting. Its not that i love money , its the feeling to have money in my pocket that makes me feel secure and happy that whoever needs money i can help and there is always money i can give may my mom borrow, my friend who is needy. I just don’t like when somebody esp. close to me needs help and there’s nothing i can extend help. I make money for my self feeling satisfaction and for the feeling that i helped someone to have money. Well, those were the days when i was small and tiny. But I didn’t realize that I am born for something, something to be great and calling. In my next post please read on the continuation.