I had fun at the market, which means it was fun. That the same thing. The market is the place where we go to buy food. Today was the second time I went. It was big. I took pictures on the top of the mountain. We went to it. It was fun.
They sell cornflakes, the sell watermelon, they sell lots of sweets. They sell fruits and vegetables and Haitian grits. At one of the places we went to they even sell cornmeal that tastes just like grits. They even sell turtles. Some people eat turtles in Haiti. We saw live chickens and the first time I went I saw a cat chained up with a rope. They eat cats here too. I petted the cat to say goodbye. But we didn't buy it because my dad's allergic. I think you know that already. I wonder if he would be allergic to eating cats. When I petted the cat, it almost bit me. It was a little teeny kitten. I liked it. I wonder why it almost bit me. Maybe because it doesn't like petting. Or it doesn't want to be tied up or maybe it doesn't want to be eaten. I didn't know cat language to tell it I was just being nice to him.
There was a place there where there was all dead meat. Almost all dead meat. I did not like it there. It made me feel little bit scared and the smell made me cough. Naomi bought a bunch of goat because we're having company for dinner on Thursday. I didn't smell it after she bought it. And when she showed mommy and daddy it, I did not smell it. But I like to eat goat, it tastes good. But I don't think it smells good before it's cooked.
I hope you like my pictures. These pictures are great. They are of the market. This is all about the market.
Love, Nia
The market tops.
Turtles at the market.
Potatoes at the market.
Fruits at the market
Grandpa and I just looked at your pictures. Grandpa said he likes the picture of the clouds the best because it was more of a creative picture. I liked the picture of the market that you took from the mountian, because it showed how big the market is. I'm glad you get to go and have some special time there with your mom and Naomi. We love you, Grandma
ReplyDeletewow. that is not at all like the grocery store i go to! i don't think i would like the dead meat smell either. and i don't know if i would eat turtle. but i would like to go to the market someday. it looks very interesting. thanks for posting!
ReplyDeleteNia Mangini!!
ReplyDeleteYou take amazing pictures.
I think about you almost everyday!
I gave Presley the presents you sent and she loved them.
I miss having goat here in Cary. Maybe I should find someone from Haiti that makes it.
Give kisses to mommy, Josiah and Nico and have mommy kiss you from me.
Hello! You are a wonderful writer and photographer, keep up the great work documenting your adventures in Haiti!
ReplyDeleteI agree with Nana... that is nothing like the grocery store I go to.
ReplyDeleteWhat do Haitian grits taste like?
Did you know that Uncle Chris and I (and Evie, too) have chickens at our house now? Well, they're in the yard. But we don't eat them. We just eat their eggs.
I love you, Nini!
Your pictures are wonderful. I've been to markets where they sell live chickens but not smelly meat. I think it might make me feel yucky, too. But I'm glad the goat tastes good, even if it smells bad!
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