I’ll show you yours, you show me mine. What you need I have, what I have I’d gladly give for one day with you.
smattc
I’ll trade with you if you have the card I need. How about giving me the Mickey Mantle card for the Roger Maris card? You can have the Stan Musial card too if you throw in a Babe Ruth!
the world trade centers collapsed ten years and a day ago. it was over the news, everyone knew about the tragedy, the screaming people, the sobs of loved ones through crackling phone lines as the skyscrapers burst into flames.
the plaza was playing elevator music that day. jazzy, swing-style music, occasionally interrupted by the thumping of people falling or jumping from the towers. two heart-wrenching thunks fell together, and their hands fell apart.
The trade off would be simple, swift, and done in a timely manner. Those were the instructions. It was to be done in the dead of night. At the blackest hour, he was to ride to the safe house, pick up the sickly princess and take her away, out of the country where the revolution had swallowed up the kind hearts of her people. It was a dangerous task, but he had volunteered for it. For he loved her after all.
Space emptied of feeling surrounds where I sit. I am here but not here. I can feel what is happening around me but it doesn’t touch me. I will trade it soon for happiness.
I gave you my heart, but what did you give me in return? Pain? Sorrow? Loneliness? I don’t think any of those are a fair trade for love, darling.
The only thing you can give for love is love itself.
Kaylyn
And so, I made a deal with the devil, and traded my soul for a box of chocolates.
The men walk down the dock with their huge bulky boots clunking over my head
I hide beneath it as they laugh with foreigners and chew tobacco
they trade fur for salt and seeds for fabric and laughs for smacks on the backs
I watch and observe from below this clammy dock observing.
i think this word could be the downfall of american civilization, from the beginning, europeans tradind with idians bega to use there ntellect to abuse the idians which eventually led to their demise on the east coast. due to loss of lands and medical deterioration.
Frankie Grant
I wouldn’t trade my life for anything. Except maybe my afterlife. There is nothing worse then this. I wish I could change my decisions…
i’ll trade your space for mine
except stay in your space
and we will forgo mine
and live in your space forever
don’t you leave now
let’s coexist
in my ridiculousness
i will trade my spirit for none at all
my conscience for non at all, although it may have already fled
i will trade your nothing for my nothing and have our nothings grow parallel together
exchange of goods or services for other goods or services.my first initial thought about this word is related to something illegal, such as sex trade, exotic animal trade. import-export, large scale international trading, business, economy. trading hockey cards. money, items, services.
They told him he had to learn a trade. They gave him a list. The manager had circled the column with stuff like MECHANIC, ELECTRICAL and MECHANIC, APPRENTICE but his eyes were drawn to a different column that contained the following words: STYLIST, HAIR OR NAIL.
i loved trading my lunch with others as a child. the reason being, i never had a “fun” lunch. never usually had fruit roll-ups or dunkaroos (only on special occasions). so i always liked sharing.
Sofie
She glanced behind her before slipping the tickets into his hand. With the same move, he slid the money into hers before pocketing the tickets. It was a subtle trade, but the black market fair tickets were well worth the money.
They told him he had to learn a trade. They gave him a list. The manager had circled the column with stuff like MECHANIC, ELECTRICAL and MECHANIC, APPRENTICE but his eyes were drawn to a different column that contained the following words STYLIST, HAIR OR NAILS.
Trade. We talked about slave trade in African History today. It was very interesting. We learned that to say AFricans during the Trans Atlantic Slave Trade is incorrect because there was no Africa at that time. Interesting don’t you think?
Elizabeth
i work in carpentry
it is hard labour and I end the day sore and sweaty
but i have a satisfaction in life that can only come from working hard and using my hands to create
Corinne
Back in middle school all we did was collect baseball cards. Trades were the best part of collecting. “I’ll give you a Dave Winfield and a Bert campeneris for a Dodgers team card.” That was always the toughest to get, the Dodgers team card. They must have only made 5 of them, I swear. When you got the Dodger team card, you could name your price. And a high price generally wasn’t a superstar playerl; it was a rare card–a Duane Kieper, a number four checklist, or heaven help you, a second dodgers team card.
trade my lunch at school sometimes. Its fun, but i lose some good stuff sometimes. Like, you might have a chocolate cookie, and trade it for a rice krispies treat, and the kid takes the cookie and eats it and then gives you the wrapper of the treat. It sucks.
Jaden
I worked as a merchant in Venice to 6 years before the woman of my dreams finally left me. I had met her at the coast of Normandy during the Salvation wars of 2121. She had light brown hair and sometimes wore a light blue dress that wanted to compliment her every movement, that flattered her at every angle.
jessika
He smells like soup and looks like an ass, but I grit my teeth and shake his hand anyway. I know the bastard has Ben here, somewhere buried in this decrepit mansion. He wants Alyssa. He can have her. That’s all I have to tell him, the only reason they sent me. Because I’m supposed to be able to keep my cool under pressure…
All I want to do is punch him in the grimy mouth.
Anna
barbecue sauce nothing more .. oh and so hesitated too not even writing about what i should be writing about
mohannad
Trading is wonderful. It keeps the world going round. From third world countries, to ancient civilizations, to huge empires, trade has always been an important part of life. Be it trading for goods or services, or even trading numbers in order to form a relationship, trade is something very prevalent in our lives.
Taylor
I am who I am,
You are who you are,
Nothing can ever change that.
Sometimes roads alter how we behave,
That is a simple sad fact.
My life influenced me,
And yours influenced you,
There is no other way it could be.
No matter how much,
I want what you have,
You can not trade lives with me.
I wouldn’t trade anyone in my life right now for all the riches in the world. My life may not be perfect, but I am content and happy with the people that are in it. All of them are there for a reason, without them, who knows where I would in my life right now.
Slave trade is a growing problem, even in this day and age. Children are taken from their homes to work at sweatshops making clothing and other everyday items (including chocolate). The conditions are terrible and they often have to live on site.
Serena
In our childhood, was it not that we were always trading?
Cleaver little minds we were… trading our unfavourable sandwich, for a tasty treat. Trading our toys, for something new to play with.
Not saying that this “trade” was always fair, or that this “trade” was particularly approved by our parents.
mehg
Trade is the action between one and another person. It occurs when one person wants something the other has, and in turn they exchange goods.
Jaydeep Singh
i will trade you for anything in the world. trading is an exercise when people exchange something for another. you have to have to people..it is like a contract. it doesn’t take effect until the trading has been perfectionated or done. my dad likes trading stocks and i would like to learn how to do the same.
lola
Trade. The stock market. Trade goes so far back. Bartering. My most recent use of the word: I’ll trade your stats test for my BC tests. Does that sound good? It’s all about choices, decisions. Economics.
Karine Hsu
Giving in exchange for things. Only giving when there is something you want. Giving not because it might be the right thing to do, or because someone has nothing when you have something, but giving for your own economical interests and exploits.
Cara
the pomegranates passed from hand to hand, their burnished red skins polished with age. fine salmon silks, too, and dried greens, and blue-green pots molded in Cathay. tea, packed in blocks that smelled of indian fields, and paintings of animals that took too long to make.
Jessica
I was standing there, looking at all the women, wondering when it was my turn.
“Going once. going twice. Threes times. Sold, to the man it white.
Oh god. I thought, I hope Mary doesn’t catch any STDs. I wonder if coming to america was worth this?
the stock pmarket has to do with trade. not very fun. i was never one of those kids who traded my lunch. i got healthy lunches so nobody wanted what i had to offer. oh well, still hurts after 20 years. but i guess i can move on, you know?
Carli
Just a taste.
A quick sample
of the goods.
Anything
for you.
Open the bag.
Unbuckle your belt.
Take a whiff.
Kiss your neck.
Light it up.
Light you up.
Inhale the fog.
Let it hit the lungs.
Hot and burning.
Yet soothing.
Loosen up
your body.
What I’ll trade
for a quick fix.
For a mile high.
Anything
for you.
I’ll show you mine, if you show me yours. That’s how baby’s are made.
Tina
trade offices. Isn’t that a job? Dudes in their suits pretending they’re doing something but really just passing the work off to someone else. Trade also makes me think of indians. Is that racist? OR it makes me think of siblings. Cause I trade things with my siblings all the time. I love my sisters. Although they drive me crazy. CRAZY. Well, you know, don’t you?
Liz Joblin
I sometimes feel ike i would trade this all away. just to feel fine again. but i need to remember. that this is for the best. i can be free to live my life now without any shackles. it will suck for a bit but in the long run this is what i wanted an needed. i just was blinded by my desire and fear. but i can fly now. this year please be good to me. life be good to me.
i played songs with your vocal cords and
your voice rasped for days,
weeks, afterward. i didn’t
notice
you never sounded the same.
if i could i’d sing you lullabies
every night from now till
always
to make up for what i never did.
I’ll show you yours, you show me mine. What you need I have, what I have I’d gladly give for one day with you.
I’ll trade with you if you have the card I need. How about giving me the Mickey Mantle card for the Roger Maris card? You can have the Stan Musial card too if you throw in a Babe Ruth!
the world trade centers collapsed ten years and a day ago. it was over the news, everyone knew about the tragedy, the screaming people, the sobs of loved ones through crackling phone lines as the skyscrapers burst into flames.
the plaza was playing elevator music that day. jazzy, swing-style music, occasionally interrupted by the thumping of people falling or jumping from the towers. two heart-wrenching thunks fell together, and their hands fell apart.
The trade off would be simple, swift, and done in a timely manner. Those were the instructions. It was to be done in the dead of night. At the blackest hour, he was to ride to the safe house, pick up the sickly princess and take her away, out of the country where the revolution had swallowed up the kind hearts of her people. It was a dangerous task, but he had volunteered for it. For he loved her after all.
Space emptied of feeling surrounds where I sit. I am here but not here. I can feel what is happening around me but it doesn’t touch me. I will trade it soon for happiness.
I gave you my heart, but what did you give me in return? Pain? Sorrow? Loneliness? I don’t think any of those are a fair trade for love, darling.
The only thing you can give for love is love itself.
And so, I made a deal with the devil, and traded my soul for a box of chocolates.
The men walk down the dock with their huge bulky boots clunking over my head
I hide beneath it as they laugh with foreigners and chew tobacco
they trade fur for salt and seeds for fabric and laughs for smacks on the backs
I watch and observe from below this clammy dock observing.
i think this word could be the downfall of american civilization, from the beginning, europeans tradind with idians bega to use there ntellect to abuse the idians which eventually led to their demise on the east coast. due to loss of lands and medical deterioration.
I wouldn’t trade my life for anything. Except maybe my afterlife. There is nothing worse then this. I wish I could change my decisions…
i’ll trade your space for mine
except stay in your space
and we will forgo mine
and live in your space forever
don’t you leave now
let’s coexist
in my ridiculousness
i will trade my spirit for none at all
my conscience for non at all, although it may have already fled
i will trade your nothing for my nothing and have our nothings grow parallel together
exchange of goods or services for other goods or services.my first initial thought about this word is related to something illegal, such as sex trade, exotic animal trade. import-export, large scale international trading, business, economy. trading hockey cards. money, items, services.
They told him he had to learn a trade. They gave him a list. The manager had circled the column with stuff like MECHANIC, ELECTRICAL and MECHANIC, APPRENTICE but his eyes were drawn to a different column that contained the following words: STYLIST, HAIR OR NAIL.
i loved trading my lunch with others as a child. the reason being, i never had a “fun” lunch. never usually had fruit roll-ups or dunkaroos (only on special occasions). so i always liked sharing.
She glanced behind her before slipping the tickets into his hand. With the same move, he slid the money into hers before pocketing the tickets. It was a subtle trade, but the black market fair tickets were well worth the money.
They told him he had to learn a trade. They gave him a list. The manager had circled the column with stuff like MECHANIC, ELECTRICAL and MECHANIC, APPRENTICE but his eyes were drawn to a different column that contained the following words STYLIST, HAIR OR NAILS.
Trade. We talked about slave trade in African History today. It was very interesting. We learned that to say AFricans during the Trans Atlantic Slave Trade is incorrect because there was no Africa at that time. Interesting don’t you think?
i work in carpentry
it is hard labour and I end the day sore and sweaty
but i have a satisfaction in life that can only come from working hard and using my hands to create
Back in middle school all we did was collect baseball cards. Trades were the best part of collecting. “I’ll give you a Dave Winfield and a Bert campeneris for a Dodgers team card.” That was always the toughest to get, the Dodgers team card. They must have only made 5 of them, I swear. When you got the Dodger team card, you could name your price. And a high price generally wasn’t a superstar playerl; it was a rare card–a Duane Kieper, a number four checklist, or heaven help you, a second dodgers team card.
trade my lunch at school sometimes. Its fun, but i lose some good stuff sometimes. Like, you might have a chocolate cookie, and trade it for a rice krispies treat, and the kid takes the cookie and eats it and then gives you the wrapper of the treat. It sucks.
I worked as a merchant in Venice to 6 years before the woman of my dreams finally left me. I had met her at the coast of Normandy during the Salvation wars of 2121. She had light brown hair and sometimes wore a light blue dress that wanted to compliment her every movement, that flattered her at every angle.
He smells like soup and looks like an ass, but I grit my teeth and shake his hand anyway. I know the bastard has Ben here, somewhere buried in this decrepit mansion. He wants Alyssa. He can have her. That’s all I have to tell him, the only reason they sent me. Because I’m supposed to be able to keep my cool under pressure…
All I want to do is punch him in the grimy mouth.
barbecue sauce nothing more .. oh and so hesitated too not even writing about what i should be writing about
Trading is wonderful. It keeps the world going round. From third world countries, to ancient civilizations, to huge empires, trade has always been an important part of life. Be it trading for goods or services, or even trading numbers in order to form a relationship, trade is something very prevalent in our lives.
I am who I am,
You are who you are,
Nothing can ever change that.
Sometimes roads alter how we behave,
That is a simple sad fact.
My life influenced me,
And yours influenced you,
There is no other way it could be.
No matter how much,
I want what you have,
You can not trade lives with me.
I wouldn’t trade anyone in my life right now for all the riches in the world. My life may not be perfect, but I am content and happy with the people that are in it. All of them are there for a reason, without them, who knows where I would in my life right now.
Slave trade is a growing problem, even in this day and age. Children are taken from their homes to work at sweatshops making clothing and other everyday items (including chocolate). The conditions are terrible and they often have to live on site.
In our childhood, was it not that we were always trading?
Cleaver little minds we were… trading our unfavourable sandwich, for a tasty treat. Trading our toys, for something new to play with.
Not saying that this “trade” was always fair, or that this “trade” was particularly approved by our parents.
Trade is the action between one and another person. It occurs when one person wants something the other has, and in turn they exchange goods.
i will trade you for anything in the world. trading is an exercise when people exchange something for another. you have to have to people..it is like a contract. it doesn’t take effect until the trading has been perfectionated or done. my dad likes trading stocks and i would like to learn how to do the same.
Trade. The stock market. Trade goes so far back. Bartering. My most recent use of the word: I’ll trade your stats test for my BC tests. Does that sound good? It’s all about choices, decisions. Economics.
Giving in exchange for things. Only giving when there is something you want. Giving not because it might be the right thing to do, or because someone has nothing when you have something, but giving for your own economical interests and exploits.
the pomegranates passed from hand to hand, their burnished red skins polished with age. fine salmon silks, too, and dried greens, and blue-green pots molded in Cathay. tea, packed in blocks that smelled of indian fields, and paintings of animals that took too long to make.
I was standing there, looking at all the women, wondering when it was my turn.
“Going once. going twice. Threes times. Sold, to the man it white.
Oh god. I thought, I hope Mary doesn’t catch any STDs. I wonder if coming to america was worth this?
the stock pmarket has to do with trade. not very fun. i was never one of those kids who traded my lunch. i got healthy lunches so nobody wanted what i had to offer. oh well, still hurts after 20 years. but i guess i can move on, you know?
Just a taste.
A quick sample
of the goods.
Anything
for you.
Open the bag.
Unbuckle your belt.
Take a whiff.
Kiss your neck.
Light it up.
Light you up.
Inhale the fog.
Let it hit the lungs.
Hot and burning.
Yet soothing.
Loosen up
your body.
What I’ll trade
for a quick fix.
For a mile high.
Anything
for you.
I’ll show you mine, if you show me yours. That’s how baby’s are made.
trade offices. Isn’t that a job? Dudes in their suits pretending they’re doing something but really just passing the work off to someone else. Trade also makes me think of indians. Is that racist? OR it makes me think of siblings. Cause I trade things with my siblings all the time. I love my sisters. Although they drive me crazy. CRAZY. Well, you know, don’t you?
I sometimes feel ike i would trade this all away. just to feel fine again. but i need to remember. that this is for the best. i can be free to live my life now without any shackles. it will suck for a bit but in the long run this is what i wanted an needed. i just was blinded by my desire and fear. but i can fly now. this year please be good to me. life be good to me.