Looking at a pile of old clothes, most of them I didn't wear anymore. I decided to donate them to a charity. I washed, dried, and folded them carefully. I put them into a large red-white-blue nylon bag one by one. The bag was heavy, I used up all my energy to move the nylon bag into a cab. A driver blamed me wasting his time, but he didn't lend me a hand.
After arrived the charity, I showed the staff my old clothes. The staff frowned her eyebrows, "We don't need them!" said the staff. "You should keep them for yourself."
"I have already had a lot of old clothes," said I.
"You try to donate them to another charity. We don't need used clothes anymore!"
I took out my phone to call a cab again. I moved the nylon bag hardly into the cab. The driver blamed me wasting his time, but he didn't lend me a hand. I took a glance at the driver, the same driver in the same cab, the same passenger with the same nylon bag. As if, I went back to the starting point. "That's alright! Just do it again from the beginning."
I arrived at another charity, I showed the staff my old clothes. The staff showed her contempt, she said, "We don't accept any worthless things! People in poverty also have self-esteem."
"The clothes are worth to wear even they are old!" replied I.
"So, keep them for yourself!"
I took out my phone to call a cab again. I moved the heavy nylon bag into the cab, The same driver said, "Stupid guy, wasting money and time to dispose rubbish improperly."
"They are not rubbish!" said I
I went back home, gazing at the red-white-blue nylon bag. I took 6 of old clothes out, went to donate them to homeless people on the street. The homeless people rejected to accept. One of them said, "Although we are poor, we'd have self-esteem! We don't accept rubbish as a donation. You see what I am wearing! All are famous brands which I found at refuse collection points."
I replied, "all are clean and warm although my old clothes are not famous brands."
He looked at my phone, showed me a despise, "Keep them for yourself. I am using an old iPhone, but you are using an old not famous phone. You are poorer than us"
I insisted all my old clothes that were not rubbish, they are clean and warm. So, I decided to sell them at a flea market.
I categorised them into Japanese style, European style... and wrote the style on a A4 size paperboard separately. A price was put on the top of each paperboard. A business must have a name, so, I named my business "Ageing Clothes Travelling Around The World". I wrote the business name on a rectangular paperboard, and put it in front of my old clothes. All were sold out in 2 hours. I eventually earned a good money that was more than my monthly salary.