The little girl who lives across the street is always in motion. She bursts out the door and jumps on her tiny bicycle or a scooter and races around the driveway and sometimes even into the street. We live on a rather remote street so that doesn't consist of too much danger. Just enough.
Her energy is enviable. But she is only seven or eight years old so that is easy to understand.
I'm guessing that she must have recently gone to a yard sale with someone. She must have decided that was a great way to make some money.
This afternoon she started hauling items out into the front yard of her home. Many articles colored pink. Her mother helped her bring larger items out of a very crowded garage.
The little girl carried item after item out. She arranged them and re-arranged them repeatedly. Then she sat down in a tiny chair and waited for the customers to flock in.
And waited.
And waited.
And waited.
Then she walked out and looked up and down the street. When a car was heard approaching, she would look down the street and start waving her arms in a beckoning motion as the car whizzed past.
This went on for about an hour and a half. No one stopped. She disappeared into the house.
Now, as the sun is setting, the garage door is back up and the items are slowly being returned inside.
- - - by Judith Taylor
It is a shame that your husband did not venture across the road to buy something from the little girl who lives across the street. Then he could have given it to you as a late birthday present. It must have been so disappointing for her to set up her driveway shop only to find she had no passing trade.
ReplyDeleteI would have felt compelled to buy something even though I only have grandsons. I guess it's a good life lesson though, right?
ReplyDeleteWhat a sad life lesson. 😟
ReplyDeleteI suspect her mother did not talk to her about the need to advertise. her sale.
ReplyDeleteLinda Sand
Thats so funny, and touching. There are some little girls on our road who set up a stand to sell their art. They brazenly waved down everyone who passed...and almost every single person bought "art"...crayon drawings that I guess you could call primitive? At a buck a pop, they made a killing!
ReplyDeleteI would have bought something even if I just dropped it off at a charity shop. I am an awful sap.
ReplyDeleteThat sounds like my last yard sale. Not one person stopped.
ReplyDeleteShe needs to learn about advertising. Perhaps next week her mum could put a few signs on the light poles along the street and at the corners. "Garage Sale - Kid Stuff - Mostly Pink" or similar.
ReplyDeleteI remember my parents doing one yard sale in which four or five people stopped. Never again.
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