Ok, here's something interesting that I remembered and I would normally keep in the shadows for its "shameful" side. I think I can now "shine some new light" on it and see it for a virtue lost or made latent for a couple of decades.

I had this natural entrepreneur spirit as a 5th to 7th grader. I would try to make a "kid's black market" sell of any trivial thing I got access to. Of course, chestnut collecting and scrap metal or paper for recycling was a business I would happily get involved into, but also I tried (with limited success, meaning one sell each) to record audio tapes from CDs that I had and shill them to classmates or after a certain Arts Class required us to learn to work with clay, I would try to invest into another bag of clay and sell figurines to classmates and teachers. I had those categorized, even using artsy terms I did not quite understand. Oh, wait, I had two sells there. One to a teacher and one to a class mate.

Now that I think of it, I had my first photograph copies sold in 4th grade, after I took a group picture of the whole school group during a visit to a monastery in the mountains.

Then that all went away for about fifteen years...Perhaps that is the more shameful moment. It's a shame, anyway.

Cheers!