Trade is when you swap sine of your things for someone elses things. Trade was used in many ancient civilizations, including the ancient Egyptians, Greeks and Romans.
Trade, peoe trade things for other things all the time but usually they are the same value because if they ate not the same value it isn’t fare for the other person.
When I’m older imwant to do trade for my job. Trade is like cap entering and tiling and things like that.
Trade is interesting for me because my uncle and grandpa do it and I like it.
people trade things they don’t like for what they like. This is an awesome way to live happily. gradually trades developed into business and that is what is helping people lead successful lives.
I wouldn’t trade my children for anything. Even with my son in these turbulent teen years, I love them with their wonderful, warm, loving personalities and with all of their faults!
If I gave you my mind, my soul, my body, and held onto my heart for just a spell longer, would you give me your heart? I’m trying, I promise. I’ve been hurt before, I don’t know if you knew, but, I’m trying. Give me time.
I would trade these past two days for a better ending. I wish that I didn’t have to make the decision to not be with him anymore. I hate feeling so torn.
i dont want to write about trade… i just did. i think of indians and asians. i am RACIST. i dont mean to be, it just happens. i think of trade and more trade nd more trade and i think of india and china and sudan… just kidding not sudan, thats just what came to mind after saying those countries. i am a weirdo. i like this site a lot.
I think of tv, i think of nothing cuz i dont know anything about trade cuz it doesnt matter to me. trade sounds like trains and trains travel and i like
I wish I could trade today away. Where were all the beautiful things that make us look forward to tomorrow? I had none of that. Just stolen time and wasted money.
to trade this pain for the happiness i expected
would be so nice but it doesn’t work like that
this is life, blind yourself if you’d like
but it sits there, always reminding its slaves
we are here regardless if we expected it or not
meow meowme mowmeowmoemwoemmwoemowmeomoeowmoemowmoemwo POKEMON CARDS!!! lates trade!!!!!!!!! Dude i have a Raquaza EX!!! can i have your meowth!?!?!? MEOW MEOWMOEMWOEMOWMEOMWOEMOEMOWEMOWMEOWEMOWMEOWMOEMWOEMOWM
i love cats and pokemon!!! hee hee… meow.
you wanted to trade me pokemon cards
but i loved mine too much
i thought you had a crush on me
now we’re older, no more hand holding or watching the amanda show in your attic
waiting for the world to change
and waiting to have something to aim at
and waiting to not fail, for once?
teenage tragedy, reduced to one single ounce
Trading Pokèmon cards, perhaps? Or maybe that’s a bit juvenile, or innocent maybe; something entirely lost in later life – a shame. What connotations pertain to the word ‘trade’ now? Notions of failed slave labour it seems.
I would trade anything to be perfect, to be that one girl that any one wants. But for now, I’m just that one girl, the girl who’s weird, the girl with no name or any importance.
becoming a trader would be an interesting job. I would be able to travel the world. collect. ive always wanted to go to egypt. spices. rare fabrics. antiques.
“Did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts” – that’s what I think of when i think of this word. And then I wonder how many of our heroes were ever actually tangible people. My parents and siblings? Yes. Writers, artists, people I have never met? To my perceptions, at least, they don’t exist in any tangible sense of the word – so are they heroes of ghosts?
I fell into the wrong path again. I thought I had picked right but realized I would need to change again. Time to trade in another life. All I can do is hope the next one sticks.
It was an unequal treaty. The trade of opium continued, and Presbyterian missionaries sold Bibles with one hand and opium with the other, the only way to break into the regimental Chinese culture and install a feeling of doubt; the only way to ensure their continued presence in the country; the only way to make a profit with the “word of God”, to end Chinese “paganism.”
We exchanged glances in the middle of classes. Eyes met and a spark flared inside. Next week I think i’ll say hi, and see where we go from there, i love trading stares.
If I don’t have enough cards to trade I would have to go to the store to buy more cards to make it fair and not be able to play with the cards. I remember pokemon cards everyone played that but I was too old to play the game. I wish they had fashion cards so I could be able to trade pretty shoes coats and dresses. Jewelry would be something I would like to trade as well along with handbags. If I could go to park avenue and buy cards to trade it would be so nice.i.
trade reminds me of history which bores me to tears. im actually supposed to be writing a history paper right now but im procrastinating by writing about trade…….wow so cool.
I sometimes look at other people’s lives and think about how I would love to trade mine for theirs and then I think about all the great friends and family I would never know and I get over it. This life may not be great everyday, but I am loved.
something that merchants used to do during the old days but currently refers to a middle school exchange for lunch meals each day as children “trade” a yogurt for a banana, or the pb&j sandwich for that leftover pizza. It also could be a poor pronunciation example of trait, a genetic part people have and exhibit
The tricks of the trade made her head hurt more often than not. All the loopholes and all the laws drove her insane with the need to memorize them all, as if she had all the time in the world to dedicate time for that. So, instead, she used her common sense and bypassed those cheap tricks and found her own way instead.
trading is sooo cool people use it now-a-days, people even used to use it loooong time ago it was a main part of their life, i traded before mostly with my sisters.
People trade items for other items. Sometimes better, sometimes worse. It reminds me of Trader Joe’s… is that weird? Yeah I think it is. Other than that, that’s all I can think of.
Trade is something you sacrifice
For a better cause
For the better of the many
For the better of that one person you love the most
Wherein you’ll trade your own happiness
Just so you can give him his
trade : interections between two or more people, swapping goods and/or services in ratios deemed fair. has evolved throughout the ages from the physical barter to sytem to the currency we know today. a companion to transport
The trade was a specal and secretive one one of only eye cOntact secrets being share between the small children they ran to there mothers as fast as they could to ask if they could play for only a little while longer
I already wrote about trade, but I guess I can do it again. I would rather trade for something than pay for it with money. Even though I will still technically be paying for it. I think it’s psychological or something. Yeah, probably.
I’d like to trade my life for a more interesting one but at the same time i feel like I’d miss what I have. I love my family especially my kids, but sometimes i just want a break from the usual day to day stuff. otherwise, i’m very happy.
Trade is like swapping like you swap $2 and $3 for a $5 note so your caring around coins.
Trade is when you swap sine of your things for someone elses things. Trade was used in many ancient civilizations, including the ancient Egyptians, Greeks and Romans.
Trade, peoe trade things for other things all the time but usually they are the same value because if they ate not the same value it isn’t fare for the other person.
When I’m older imwant to do trade for my job. Trade is like cap entering and tiling and things like that.
Trade is interesting for me because my uncle and grandpa do it and I like it.
people trade things they don’t like for what they like. This is an awesome way to live happily. gradually trades developed into business and that is what is helping people lead successful lives.
I wouldn’t trade my children for anything. Even with my son in these turbulent teen years, I love them with their wonderful, warm, loving personalities and with all of their faults!
If I gave you my mind, my soul, my body, and held onto my heart for just a spell longer, would you give me your heart? I’m trying, I promise. I’ve been hurt before, I don’t know if you knew, but, I’m trying. Give me time.
I would trade these past two days for a better ending. I wish that I didn’t have to make the decision to not be with him anymore. I hate feeling so torn.
i dont want to write about trade… i just did. i think of indians and asians. i am RACIST. i dont mean to be, it just happens. i think of trade and more trade nd more trade and i think of india and china and sudan… just kidding not sudan, thats just what came to mind after saying those countries. i am a weirdo. i like this site a lot.
I think of tv, i think of nothing cuz i dont know anything about trade cuz it doesnt matter to me. trade sounds like trains and trains travel and i like
I wish I could trade today away. Where were all the beautiful things that make us look forward to tomorrow? I had none of that. Just stolen time and wasted money.
Candy for money once a day.
to trade this pain for the happiness i expected
would be so nice but it doesn’t work like that
this is life, blind yourself if you’d like
but it sits there, always reminding its slaves
we are here regardless if we expected it or not
meow meowme mowmeowmoemwoemmwoemowmeomoeowmoemowmoemwo POKEMON CARDS!!! lates trade!!!!!!!!! Dude i have a Raquaza EX!!! can i have your meowth!?!?!? MEOW MEOWMOEMWOEMOWMEOMWOEMOEMOWEMOWMEOWEMOWMEOWMOEMWOEMOWM
i love cats and pokemon!!! hee hee… meow.
you wanted to trade me pokemon cards
but i loved mine too much
i thought you had a crush on me
now we’re older, no more hand holding or watching the amanda show in your attic
waiting for the world to change
and waiting to have something to aim at
and waiting to not fail, for once?
teenage tragedy, reduced to one single ounce
Trading Pokèmon cards, perhaps? Or maybe that’s a bit juvenile, or innocent maybe; something entirely lost in later life – a shame. What connotations pertain to the word ‘trade’ now? Notions of failed slave labour it seems.
I would trade anything to be perfect, to be that one girl that any one wants. But for now, I’m just that one girl, the girl who’s weird, the girl with no name or any importance.
becoming a trader would be an interesting job. I would be able to travel the world. collect. ive always wanted to go to egypt. spices. rare fabrics. antiques.
the silk trade route is in asia that allowed for the first trading to happen between the western world and the orient. I know this to be a fact.
“Did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts” – that’s what I think of when i think of this word. And then I wonder how many of our heroes were ever actually tangible people. My parents and siblings? Yes. Writers, artists, people I have never met? To my perceptions, at least, they don’t exist in any tangible sense of the word – so are they heroes of ghosts?
I fell into the wrong path again. I thought I had picked right but realized I would need to change again. Time to trade in another life. All I can do is hope the next one sticks.
A trade, a trade, one thing goes far away
And another one comes to spend the day.
It was an unequal treaty. The trade of opium continued, and Presbyterian missionaries sold Bibles with one hand and opium with the other, the only way to break into the regimental Chinese culture and install a feeling of doubt; the only way to ensure their continued presence in the country; the only way to make a profit with the “word of God”, to end Chinese “paganism.”
Someday I may realize that I traded in my soul, the true person I could become just to continue loving you.
We exchanged glances in the middle of classes. Eyes met and a spark flared inside. Next week I think i’ll say hi, and see where we go from there, i love trading stares.
I like to be able trade playing cards
If I don’t have enough cards to trade I would have to go to the store to buy more cards to make it fair and not be able to play with the cards. I remember pokemon cards everyone played that but I was too old to play the game. I wish they had fashion cards so I could be able to trade pretty shoes coats and dresses. Jewelry would be something I would like to trade as well along with handbags. If I could go to park avenue and buy cards to trade it would be so nice.i.
trade reminds me of history which bores me to tears. im actually supposed to be writing a history paper right now but im procrastinating by writing about trade…….wow so cool.
I sometimes look at other people’s lives and think about how I would love to trade mine for theirs and then I think about all the great friends and family I would never know and I get over it. This life may not be great everyday, but I am loved.
routes, gold, silk, spices
trading globally china, japan, pakistan
trade you my chocolate for your peach
something that merchants used to do during the old days but currently refers to a middle school exchange for lunch meals each day as children “trade” a yogurt for a banana, or the pb&j sandwich for that leftover pizza. It also could be a poor pronunciation example of trait, a genetic part people have and exhibit
The tricks of the trade made her head hurt more often than not. All the loopholes and all the laws drove her insane with the need to memorize them all, as if she had all the time in the world to dedicate time for that. So, instead, she used her common sense and bypassed those cheap tricks and found her own way instead.
trading is sooo cool people use it now-a-days, people even used to use it loooong time ago it was a main part of their life, i traded before mostly with my sisters.
People trade items for other items. Sometimes better, sometimes worse. It reminds me of Trader Joe’s… is that weird? Yeah I think it is. Other than that, that’s all I can think of.
you traded me in for something better, like I was a car.
Trade is something you sacrifice
For a better cause
For the better of the many
For the better of that one person you love the most
Wherein you’ll trade your own happiness
Just so you can give him his
We had a wonderful time together. We laughed. We shared thoughts and feelings. We loved each other. I would not trade the experience for anything.
trade : interections between two or more people, swapping goods and/or services in ratios deemed fair. has evolved throughout the ages from the physical barter to sytem to the currency we know today. a companion to transport
The trade was a specal and secretive one one of only eye cOntact secrets being share between the small children they ran to there mothers as fast as they could to ask if they could play for only a little while longer
I already wrote about trade, but I guess I can do it again. I would rather trade for something than pay for it with money. Even though I will still technically be paying for it. I think it’s psychological or something. Yeah, probably.
I’d like to trade my life for a more interesting one but at the same time i feel like I’d miss what I have. I love my family especially my kids, but sometimes i just want a break from the usual day to day stuff. otherwise, i’m very happy.