At the Market

On Sunday morning I go to the market with my mother. There are many stalls with fruit, vegetables, and flowers. I like the red apples. My mother buys tomatoes and potatoes. We also buy some cheese from a small stall. The market is noisy, but it is fun. People talk and laugh. A woman sells fresh bread. It smells very good. We put the bags in our hands and we walk home. I like market day.