Lifting the lid to the yellow and green school yard wheelie bin, my eyes found what any 10 year old would consider an great opportunity: a unopened carton of chocolate milk. When I reached in and removed it from the waste receptacle, I could feel it was still quite cold and somewhat covered in clean condensation.
I thought it still looked quite appealing.
So I sold it to my friend on the basketball court for $3.10 and went to the canteen to buy myself a new carton with my friend’s cash.
I am NOT drinking milk from a bin.
