Written in response to https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/author/cyranny/ lemonade.
‘Get your lemonade! Only fifty pence!’ Sheila shouted from the corner of her street.
She was rolling in money, and made twenty pounds in the first half hour. All thanks to her novel idea. It was her math’s teacher who gave her the idea, about profit and percentages. She could buy some cheap bottles of lemonade from Asda, pour them into a big jug, and tell customers to bring their own cups.
It helped the environment after all. All that plastic in the sea, killing those poor sea creatures. She had thought about the bottles too. Her brother made some cool rockets, which his friends were buying.
Christmas was going to be great, with the money they made, they could buy their mum a present. She worked so hard, at work, without any thanks. This was their way to make sure she got a silver heart necklace, she saw in the shop window.
If they made any more, they would buy the turkey this year.
‘How much have you made?’
‘Thirty pounds, if we keep this up, I’ll need a bigger piggy bank.’
2 thoughts on “Lemonade!”
sweet! I enjoyed this very much!
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