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This is Jack. Today Jack is in a busy mood. He is making a shop! Jack is going to sell some of his old toys in his shop. He wants to make enough money for a footy card folder. Jack sorts through his toy box. He finds lots of toys he has forgotten about. He starts to sort them into piles. Soon, Jack has three piles of toys. One pile to sell. One pile to keep. And one little pile of toys he is not sure about. Jack looks at this pile for a long time. There are some good toys in there.

Slowly he sorts through the pile, putting some in the pile to sell and some in the pile to keep. Soon, there is only one toy left. It is a robot dog. Jack only got the dog last Christmas. It used to bark and do flips. But it has stopped working. Jack holds the robot dog. He is not sure what to do with it. At last, he puts the dog on the pile to sell. It is really not very fun now that it doesn’t work. Jack sets up a table in front of his garage. He puts all the toys he is selling out on the table. Jack writes a sign like this: Toys For Sale! Then he begins writing price tags to put on the toys. Just then, Billie wanders over from next door. She looks at the toys on the table.

‘Do you want to buy anything?’ asks Jack. Billie shrugs. ‘Maybe.’ Then she spots Jack’s robot dog. ‘Wow. Are you selling that?’ she says. She sounds surprised. ‘It doesn’t work anymore,’ Jack says. Billie lifts up the dog. ‘Maybe it needs new batteries?’ ‘I tried that,’ Jack says. ‘How much?’ Billie says.

Jack thinks. He hasn’t decided yet. ‘Well, it is probably the best toy here,’ he says. ‘So it costs … ten dollars.’ Billie looks disappointed. ‘I don’t have that much money,’ she says sadly. ‘But Rebecca might! She’s coming over this afternoon.’ ‘Cool!’ says Jack. ‘Bring her to see my shop.’ Jack finishes writing all the price tags.

Then he sits behind the table to wait for customers. But nobody comes. Jack’s dog Scraps comes over with a ball in his mouth. ‘Not now, Scraps,’ says Jack. ‘I’m busy.’ Jack begins to feel bored. He yawns. Hurry up, Billie! he thinks. I need some customers!

Finally, Jack sees a car pull up outside Billie’s house. Rebecca steps out of the car. Billie rushes out to meet her. ‘Hi, Rebecca!’ Jack calls. ‘Hey, Jack!’ Rebecca waves. ‘What are you doing?’ ‘Running a toy shop,’ says Jack. ‘Come and look!’ Billie and Rebecca run over.