As Eliana and I walked down the long hallway of her school this afternoon, she pulled a Grape Crush out of her backpack.
“Where did you get that?”, I asked.
“I traded for it,” she said.
I didn’t like the sound of that. Mainly because she traded her school flash drive a few weeks ago for an o-o-o-o-o-l-d Nintendo Game Boy.
The Game Boy did work. And it even came with a game.
But it did not come with a charger. And between her and Zane, the battery was drained by the next day.
“What did you trade for it?”
“My bread at lunch,” she said. “It’s awful!”
I’d say she got the better end of THAT deal.
Hmmmmm. That can be a good learning experience “real” fast! “In my day” we carried our lunch in a brown paper bag, OR ate lunch for a quarter at a neighbor’s home that was across the street from the school. “Back then” no heard of trading. There wasn’t much to trade.