Seven-color holiday team The content of this team activity this semester is to send love to a poor mountain child. After school on Friday, members of our group came to Hu's home to discuss activities. First, let's choose a child from a poor mountain area and her dream gift. After a long discussion, we chose a fifth-grade child named Jin Hu. Her dream gift is a schoolbag and some stationery. Then everyone split up, Ye was responsible for buying gifts, Shen was responsible for communicating with the post office staff and filling out the waybill, and was responsible for receiving everyone's small gifts ... Everyone began to prepare.
After a week of preparation, the team members came to Hu's house again. Everyone put their carefully prepared gifts on the bed, including pink schoolbags, exercise books, pencils, watercolors, post-it notes … and a letter written by Gong. After counting the gifts, Zhang Chuyue and Gong carefully packed everyone's gifts with the help of their father. Wu Changzhe calculated the money that everyone had to pay and charged everyone.
The gift was wrapped and everyone went to the post office happily. Arriving at the post office, an aunt asked, "Is it a love package?" We replied with one voice: "Yes!" Then, Shen and Wu Changzhe filled out the waybill and wrote down the contact address on the parcel. In this way, we sent the package. We seem to see that Jin Hu smiled happily when he received our love gift.
Chapter Two: Love Story
Look forward to, look forward to. It's finally time for the charity sale. I couldn't wait to get the money and ran to the playground as fast as I could. The playground is full of boiling and excitement. One after another, the hawking sounds are particularly good, the goods prepared by the students are particularly attractive, and all kinds of toys and extracurricular books are dazzling. There is a sea of people in front of the shop in our class, and the students have become experienced salespeople, and they are very busy. You see, Phillips stood on the table and stood on tiptoe and shouted, "Don't miss it when you pass by. Ten dollars a copy, what a bargain! " She shouted hard, her face flushed like a red apple, and soon attracted a large group of guests. Teacher cashier Shi is not willing to lag behind. She carefully collected the money for each item and enthusiastically said, "Thank you, welcome to visit next time!" " "My goal is to buy a favorite extracurricular book. After careful search, a brand-new "100,000 Why" came into my eyes. I rushed over and asked loudly, "How much is this book? The salesman smiled and said, "5 yuan is one." "
I forgot to bargain, because I liked it so much that I paid the money without saying anything. The interesting charity sale is over and the playground is quiet again. I can't wait to run back to the classroom with my beloved "trophy" and share this happiness with my companions.
Chapter Three: Love Story
I started to write calligraphy at 1 1: 30 this afternoon, because 1: 30, I will go to the nursing home to pay a New Year call with eight other students, my head teacher and President Yao.
As soon as we arrived at the nursing home, Mrs. Wu, the dean, greeted us. We took a few photos first, and then immediately began to send crutches, cotton socks, biscuits and candy bought with pocket money and lucky money to grandparents who were watching TV for rest. ...
Looking at the happy smiles of grandparents; Listening to the happy praise of grandparents, my heart is full of joy. Most! Most! The happiest thing is that Grandma Wu praised the word "Fu" we sent today for being well written, because I wrote it.
In grandma Wu's office, we reported the academic achievements of this semester to grandma Wu respectively. Grandma Wu encourages us to study hard and strive for greater progress. Although it's very cold today, it's still raining lightly, but through this New Year's greeting, I have a better understanding of what my parents and teachers taught me: be a man with filial piety and love from an early age! In front of the bright desk, I wish my grandparents a happy New Year again! Good health!
Chapter Four: Love Story
When I got up on Thursday afternoon, my classmates flew out of the classroom like an arrow, and there was a sea of people outside the classroom. Suddenly, we heard shouts: "We sold things, we sold things, and all our things were on sale!" " "With the cries, I was quickly attracted. It turns out that our charity sale of love has begun.
Fortunately, I am not a shop assistant, so I can go shopping carefree. I walked in the street and heard a lot of happy laughter. Some of them are selling loudly, some are bargaining, some are quietly looking at the books they bought, and some are worried that they have less money. ...
I walked and saw a beautiful bracelet with a little silver light shining in the red and white stripes. If I buy this bracelet for my mother, she will love it, because my mother loves beauty. When I celebrate my birthday and Children's Day, my mother always gives me presents. It's Women's Day in a few days, and I'm going to give my mother a present. I was thinking about my mother's happy face, but I didn't expect Chen Yijia to sell the bracelet first. Oh, what a pity!
The charity sale is over. This activity not only allowed the students to buy their favorite handicrafts, but also gave us a love. What a kill two birds with one stone!
Chapter Five: Love Story
Today, my school launched an activity-selling books. These books were donated by caring students. The selling price of books is 10 yuan. Five dollars. Three dollars. Two dollars. Before selling books together, several of our classmates stayed in the classroom to carefully arrange the table, put away the books and make the classroom as clean and tidy as a real library.
In the afternoon, the books began to be sold, and the students were very happy. I invited my mother to help us.
"I sold books, I sold books, and I paid ten dollars for a book."
"Welcome!"
This book is a homework guide. That's good. Use it without worrying about homework.
"This book, called Short Story, has taught us a lot about being a man ... A classmate really wants to buy a book about writing. He stood by, hesitating. I thought he really wanted to buy it. I said decisively, "I'll sell it to you, 20% off, plus a candy." He happily gave money, bought books and left.
We sold out the books in Class One every three years very early, and a * * * sold more than 600 pieces, which was really a bumper harvest. I went to Class Two (2) to have a look, ah! There are many books that are not sold out. How stupid they are! Teacher Liu praised me that "you are really business material".