Beaconhouse School System

Middle Block Boys -Canal Campus

Descriptive Writing Sample

Name: ______________________ Date: __________ Section: ___________________

Descriptive Writing: A Busy Market

The market roared with rage for it now was awake from its peaceful slumber. The shops
were stuffed and street vendors made the street extremely narrow forcing people to walk
in a straight file like soldiers going to battle.
Shops of all different species stood on either side of the street obediently. None of them
had doors for the shopkeepers knew very well that the doors would not last long against
the might, impatience, and violence of the customers. Herds of people climbed on top of
each other at the counter of each shop yelling wildly like mindless monkeys brawling for a
banana.
Large tattered wagons decorated with a collage of vegetable were parked beside the
street and their owners stood beside them screaming prices like auctioneers, but instead of
a hammer, they had a carrot which they would use to wade of the flies pointlessly dancing
around the vegetables.
A helpless woman fumbled through the scores of bags she carried and tried to tick on a
list with a pen clenched between her teeth.
The sun warmed up the stuffy, stinking air which smelled of sweat and rotting fish. No air
freshener could have defeated this sour, rancid stink which ruled over the cramped air
here.
The afternoon flamed the market an exhaustion and breathlessness silently approached
the first-time visitors, but the everyday buyers proudly held on against the torture of the
market and kept shopping.
The deafening chaos in the market made ears split as if you were standing under a giant
speaker. Vendors yelled prices and frustrated housewives angrily argued with the annoyed
shopkeepers. A nincompoop was trying to get his car across the market and carelessly
honked to the river of people ahead completely ignoring him. It seemed as if all the sounds
in the world had come to a reunion.