I’d been really curious of joining bazaars. I’d been invited to a few bazaars by other crocheters before, which I was very excited to say yes to but then back out later on because. I always told myself that this coming month, I would really join a bazaar but then always balk out when the event’s nearing.
It’s not that I’m afraid. It’s that I realised that coming up with collection / inventory to sell really needs a total dedication and time. Also, I did not know what to sell; I lack a lot in the creativity department.
Anyhow, 2 Saturdays ago, the PTA announced about the booths for rent in the upcoming Family Day. I was like, “THIS IS IT!” @.@
I had one week to make the items for the bazaar. I thought of coming up with even just 10 items. I picked out small easy items to crochet so I could be done fast. One thing about my crochet attitude is that I really hate making small items. I mostly love very big projects that it feels like there’s no end to it (I’m probably a masochist.); so I guess this is the other reason why I always balk out doing bazaars.
So I’m posting here photos for keepsake of my very first bazaar.
#OOTD was the name I registered for the booth. It was just the first thing that came into my mind, and I did not really have the luxury of time to think of any better names. I asked the daughter to make the signage for me. @.@
The eldest (not in photo) and the youngest were with me to man the booth.
There was a long line… to the food stalls near us. @.@
The youngest kept saying, “Ma, I think we’re not making any progress here,” since we’re not making any sell. @.@ It was like funny and reality bites. Manning up a store was not something new to me because I grew up helping my Lolo man his sari-sari store, billiaran, computer-an but this bazaar is a different kind of beast. Honestly, I was so bored af. @.@
But still I’m so thankful. It was not bad. We sold 4 items. And, what I really wanted to achieve was for the kids to experience selling or something related to that. I think I learn a lot dealing with people when I had to look after my Lolo’s smelly billiaran and computer-an; it’s when I got to be around the not-usual people, like kids who cut classes or who were told to not be there, when I was in grade school. I kind of feel sad that my kids could not have that kind of experience / adventure.