“Get twenty rupees off if you buy two kilograms of tomatoes!” screamed another. Besides food, Alice also saw shoes, jewelry and clothes being sold. She loved how a shopkeeper’s smile meant a customer’s frown. As one person spent money, the other earned it.
The smell of snacks, sugarcane juice and corn. Standing in the middle of the market, Alice thought it was a truly wonderful place!
Alice’s mother had warned her that there would be a huge crowd of people at the market, and she was right. Men, women and children covered the entire ground of the market like little ants.
Since Dussehra was approaching, it was a very busy day. Girls were busy trying on bangles, while boys made sure they had the perfect shoes to go with their new cloths.
While Alice waited near a stall observing the sights around her, she heard her mother’s scream. “Help! Somebody just stole my bag!” she shouted.
Alice saw a man running as fast as he could with her mother’s bag. He was wearing a mask and black clothes. Alice knew stealing was wrong, and she could not let him get away with this.
She saw the thief coming right towards her, and she decided to block his path so he could not get away. Quickly asking the fruit vendor for help, Alice tilted a cart of bright oranges until they rolled down like little marbles.
Her plan proved to be a success. Before the thief knew what was happening, he was caught in a sea of oranges. Unable to maintain his balance, he fell down on his back. Alice shook hands with the fruit vendor and thanked him for helping her catch the thief. Together, they used a rope to tie his arms and feet together, and called the police.