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When I visited my dad's side of the family when I was around 9-12, all the kids would pump gas at the gas station to make side money. We would ask adults if we could pump their gas. This got us used to rejection and hustling. I didn't necessarily need to do this because my dad had money but I did it just to do it....
I was 11. Me and my best friend/next door neighbor had an idea for a lemonade stand. Me and my mom baked cupcakes and made iceys (from Kool-Aid mixes/different flavors mixed) and my friend prepped the lemonade (regular and strawberry). Our table was all set up. We were engaging adults who walked by. We made a decent amount of money and decided to do it again because we had such a great result. Ppl were really supporting us.
Around middle school, I was also drawing people for money. Not much money but I was known for my drawing and kids would pay me a couple bucks to draw them.
Lemonade stands.

Plus we never really had the traffic to make it feasible so that would have been a bust.