I'm beginning to think that I should make a list of all the fundraisers I've taken part in. It may or may not be impressive, but I have no doubt it would be amusing! Last week I participated in yet another to add to my unique little list--Orange Action!
My morning went something like this:
The annoying beeping from my nemesis, the alarm clock, began at 8:00 sharp. The sparkling house tops and frosty white yards out my window told me that this day was going to require more than just a sweatshirt. I glanced at the thermometer--25 degrees. I got dressed and went downstairs for a quick breakfast and ran back upstairs to quickly (and pointlessly) straighten my hair before we set out.
At 10:00 it was still well below freezing outside but with my sweater, jacket, scarf, gloves, boots, and enthusiasm, I left the house! Selina ( my 11 year old sister) and I were in the same crew along with five or six other girls. We arrived at our meeting point just a little late--careful not to ruin our reputation--and were briefed on exactly what our morning of "orange action" involved.
A giant wagon of oranges was pulled up and down the streets of Gomaringen as the girls ran up to every door trying to sell oranges--50 cents each. :-) I remained loyal to the wagon with the two other older girls and we bagged bag after bag of oranges as the girls continued to sell them at a rate that shocked me! It seemed like every house they went to purchased at least a few oranges but many bought 10, 15, or even 20! I was told that the fundraiser for "Mully's Children Home" in Kenya is very well known and supported in the community but I was still quite impressed.
Once noses started running and growing more and more numb, we paused for half an hour at the house of my friend, Hanna, who's mom was awaiting our arrival with cookies, Christmas music, and lots of hot punch! We hit the road again, after gaining a bit more energy, and sold the last of our third wagon load just before 1:00pm. Less than three hours and a total of over 300 Euros. We were proud, we were cold, and were ready to head home :-)
My morning went something like this:
The annoying beeping from my nemesis, the alarm clock, began at 8:00 sharp. The sparkling house tops and frosty white yards out my window told me that this day was going to require more than just a sweatshirt. I glanced at the thermometer--25 degrees. I got dressed and went downstairs for a quick breakfast and ran back upstairs to quickly (and pointlessly) straighten my hair before we set out.
At 10:00 it was still well below freezing outside but with my sweater, jacket, scarf, gloves, boots, and enthusiasm, I left the house! Selina ( my 11 year old sister) and I were in the same crew along with five or six other girls. We arrived at our meeting point just a little late--careful not to ruin our reputation--and were briefed on exactly what our morning of "orange action" involved.
A giant wagon of oranges was pulled up and down the streets of Gomaringen as the girls ran up to every door trying to sell oranges--50 cents each. :-) I remained loyal to the wagon with the two other older girls and we bagged bag after bag of oranges as the girls continued to sell them at a rate that shocked me! It seemed like every house they went to purchased at least a few oranges but many bought 10, 15, or even 20! I was told that the fundraiser for "Mully's Children Home" in Kenya is very well known and supported in the community but I was still quite impressed.
Once noses started running and growing more and more numb, we paused for half an hour at the house of my friend, Hanna, who's mom was awaiting our arrival with cookies, Christmas music, and lots of hot punch! We hit the road again, after gaining a bit more energy, and sold the last of our third wagon load just before 1:00pm. Less than three hours and a total of over 300 Euros. We were proud, we were cold, and were ready to head home :-)
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