Assignment: Trace the journey of a five dollar bill through the lives of five different owners. What was exchanged during the transition? August 30, 2011
When I was a baby bill, I remember being in a close knit family. I was jam packed with lots of people who looked like me. We were bound together and shipped to a place I overheard was called Bank of Trust. When I was set free, I was separated from most of my family. There I met new bills. Some $1s, $5s, $10s, $20s and a guy called Benjamin.
My next home was with a lady name Jill. Upon our meeting, she flipped me over again and again as she said in awe repeatedly, “That’s what new money looks like”. Placed in a tight, dark compartment, Jill later put me in a new residence. When I saw light again, I heard people yell, “Happy Birthday, Billy”. Billy put me in his pocket as he was prompted to do by Aunt Jill. He balled my up and that new feeling I had was over. I did get a bath in that pocket, as Billy forgot to take my out. I went from the washer to the dryer. Billy’s mom saved me. The next day I went to his school when I was reunited with some of my family in the register of the cafeteria. I didn’t stay there long. A teacher guy paid with a big bill and I was given to him as change. The teacher; Mr. Frederick took me to the store after work and gave me to another girl in exchange for a scratch off. I didn’t end up where I thought I would (in another register). She put me in her pocket. It was tight, dark and crowded in that pocket.