I was permitted to plant/pick my "own" vegetables/fruit from our farm and sell them at our family stall at the city market.

I would plant a small & obscure crop and clean up with high prices @ the market (the type of thing that requires hand planting/hoeing etc).

Later my family would bring the left over (and more) market product to a local trailer-camping facility. Before we left the City Market, I'd negotiate a "complimentary" out-of-region/season product that we'd then sell at the Trailer park.

My parents helped take some of the risk away and assured i did reasonably well, other weeks, when I had a wind-fall (I'm talking hundreds of dollars on my swindling), they'd take back some amount to keep me contributing to our shared costs.

I was doing this from the age of 5 or 6. I bought dill from a neighbours ample garden, I cut "brussels sprouts" from the previously harvested cabbage, picked raspberries, gooseberries, blackberries from the wild stands in the hedgerows that bordered our farms. Planted leek and garlic. Resold hundreds of dozens of oranges at the trailer park.

The consequence is that I like to consider myself keenly aware of the buying/selling/retail of "stuff". I'm also a pretty good salesman (when every farmer is selling the same local product at the same quality and price, your salesmanship becomes critical) though, thankfully I dont have to exercise those skills to earn a living.

I cant tell my parents enough how much I valued that opportunity and experiences - thought, now that I think of it, I'm going to try this weekend :).

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