Hi. My name is Hurma. I was in the local market. The streets were very crowded because people were preparing their houses and buying food. All my friends were gone. Then one family came near the stall and took me. I felt very excited. Then we went to their house. The house was very big and amazing. The next day was the first day of Ramadan. At night, I was in the fridge. At half past five, the family woke up and opened the fridge. They took olives, cheese, milk, tomatoes, and honey. They prepared the table. After that, they had breakfast and then they slept. In the morning, I rested. In the evening, they prepared the table again and they took me out. All the family ran to the table. Then a little child took me. The athan was read. The child ate me, and my little adventure was finished.
By Ali Mustafa İnan
6th Great Trackers Class