Answer:
I am black when you buy me red when you use me when I turn white you know itβs time to throw me away.
Bright as diamonds, loud as thunder, never still, a thing of wonder. What am I?
I am natureβs way of applauding lightning.
I am often sold by children entrepreneurs in summer time
If there is a bee in my hand, what is in my eye?
A little house full of meat, no door to go in and eat.