Exploring Mali’s Wonders: A Student’s Journey in Creative Writing (by Simeon)
The atmosphere was vibrant and jubilant as I proceeded onward. Buildings towered over me like giants proudly and the markets were crowded with people. Everyone there was dressed in fancy clothes and the sun shone brightly, reflecting off their faces. I assumed they were wearing traditional clothing as they had similar patterns. I knew that this was the rich empire I had travelled so far for to learn more about its history and traditions.
The shifting sand brushed against my sandals and my before-full rucksack was running out of supplies. Not a single person was dressed in rags or begging on the street sides and all of them rode a camel instead of walking. I knew I had to gather more supplies, so I slowly walked towards the market. Everyone there was silent and stole awkward glances at me due to being a foreigner, but I went on to the fish stand. I traded five silver coins for a fish and slowly walked away. Suddenly the fish market seller ran up to me and gave me an extra fish because there was a sale.
As I continued my journey, I met exceptionally welcoming people who cleared the way for me pass as I made my way through what seemed like a magnificent maze full of buildings, exquisite colours and splendour.