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Bazaar
Sarah, Age 12, Easton, CT

As the dust subsided, the first thing that assailed my senses was the smell in the bazaar. As I worked my way through the grim and grind, I noticed the push and pull of the people around me. Wagons filled with the fresh fruits and vegetables clunked and clanked along, followed by baskets overflowing with spices. Camels strutted past; oxen bellowed. The cows meandered through the throng of people. I couldnít help but wonder how people lived in this vibrant mass of humanity. My own world felt small by comparison.

I realized through my own experience that those who donít seize the opportunity to travel donít truly see this wide world. Although books and films offer some help; to actually see people in their own environment is a gift beyond comparison. This is how you understand the world.

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