In the morning, all the students in our class helped to shift tables out to form our stall, while the students in charge of decorations put up what they spent time and effort to make. Me and the other stallholders went first, to help Wei Kiat's dad, who had helped make chin chow, and was helping to bring them over. Not long after, my dad arrived with the muah chee we had all spent so much time on. My mum had also taken leave in order to help out at the stall.
The bazaar commenced. Business was rather poor in the beginning. Students walked around, but did not come to buy. My first guess was that $2 for a box was rather expensive. I was right. Not long after, the price was changed. While one box remained at $2, two boxes, however, sold for $3. Steadily, the flow of customers increased. There was no longer a need to shout for customers. Instead, all of us were busily helping to make and pack muah chee! Our muah chee naturally started to run out. Our customers included our level SC, and even the vice-principal! We sold out quite quickly. When I was able to look at my watch, I found out that the time was only 10.40am. We had started at 8.30am! However, sadly to say, the chin chow did not sell as well, and we ended up having to give out free cups.
All in all, it was an enjoyable experience, and I look forward to next year's Racial Harmony Day.
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I remember with fondness how 2 years has already passed us in a flash.
ReplyDeleteI remember how we were once 24 individuals, now 1 (somewhat) strongly knit class.
I remember the RHD bazaar last year, where we did total last minute work, and did nothing but sell packets of snacks. That was when we were only self-centred individuals. But the bazaar this year undeniably gave us a sense of satisfaction. Even though we did earn way lesser, it was a more unforgettable experience. One that I'm sure I will remember for a long time to come.