Sunday, July 17, 2011

The Miniature Market - Sucre




Mini houses, money, cars, furniture, truck & tools...the list continues on. They had it all. The market that evening was called the miniature market. It was on only one day per year and the reason they had it was becuase Bolivians believe that if the by something minitature it will become real later in their lives. It is good luck. By Amber.


As soon as we got there we saw MONEY. Really small money, as small as a bus ticket. After that we saw fortune tellers. They would melt aluminium then put it in cold water. They would look at the shap of the metal as it hardened to tell us our fortune!
There were toffeed strawberries, and I devoured them like a hungry dog. By Zahn
And there were BB guns - all my dreams had come true. Targets were sitting in front of me waiting to be shot down. I shot dopwn 3 & got a chocolate bar. I had another go & got down 2. by Zahn. / Bang bang, what was that.? I looked around trying to find out where the loud noise was coming from. Suddenly I saw guns; BB guns with targets lining the walls. One shot missed, two shots missed. I don´t think my luck was going to well today. But Zahn with great skill managed to win two chocolate bars from the man and kindly gave one to me. By Amber.

Then I found my favourite game...fuseball. Dad & I against Mum & amber. Mum & Amber won the first game but dad and I came back and won the next two games with the ball being a blur and me shooting the winning goal. by Zahn.
Just as we were walking home, we spied a crowd of people and wondered what was up. We saw flames and fireballs and people laughing. They were fire blowers, stuffing their mouths with Keresone and blew it onto a flame on a stick to make it light up and send it shooting into the air. It was pretty gross and I don´t think they knew how dangerous it was.

So we walked out of the great bustling crowds & started heading home, amazed by the colours, sounds and wildness of the miniature market. by Amber

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