In this wee little town, theres a festival. In this festival, there food, lots of delicious food. Carol loves making food, and delicious food at that. Everyone loves her food, but they don't know why, for she must have some secret ingredient. Carol indeed has a secret ingredient, and if you read the title, you would know it's... Paprika! If she wants to make chicken, season it with Paprika! Pasta, Paprika! Even with foods like donuts... Paprika!
The festival is happening in two weeks, and Carol needs to get her ingredients. She sits at the counter and writes down a shopping list. Flour, sugar, sait, carrots, and all that stuff. This year, she is going to make carrot cake, and yes, she will add Paprika, if she can FIND it!
" No no no no no no.... NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" Carol shouts. She looks in the cupboards, under the sink, in the closet, under the bed, in the sheets, in her pocket, in the bathtub, all of her bags, and so on. Her one ingredient, the one thing that always made her food special, gone.
' Nothing to panic about, ' she thought, ' for I'll just go to the market. '
She grabs one of her many bags and heads out to the market. She can't look stressed, for the people cannot figure out the ingredient. She must be calm as a cucumber. As she walked out the door, she was approached by her sister, who blocked the door and wore a grin.
" Why so jumpy today sis? You need anything? " she asked,
" No, " Carol said, " I'm just going to the market for supplies. "
" Ahhh. Is there something REALLY special that you need, like an ingredient? "
" Why yes. Just some spices and grains. Nothing over the top. "
Carol shoves her sister over and sprints to the market. Luckly, most of the things on her list were there to day, except for the one thing. Apparently, spices trades are really low right now, and with no spice, no Paprika. Now she was stressed. Carol may need to go to the neighboring town to look, and the travel may take a day or two. If she is going to make her cake, she must have her spice.
Carol rushes home and tells her mother whats going on.
" Mother, the market has no spices. I need to travel to the neighboring town to get some. May I borrow Stella for my journey? " Carol askes,
" It depends, " Her mother says, " for I may need to go to the well soon for some water. If you go, can you get me some grapes and water? "
" Of course Mother. " Carol responds. She hugs her mother and walks over to her room. She begins to pack her things. It takes a while, due to the fact she keeps getting bombarded by her sister, who keeps on unpacking the things she neatly packed. For a 16 year old, she pretty immature. Once she is FINALLY done, she loads her supplies onto Stella, her mothers pet donkey.
" This isn't too heavy for you, right Stella? " she askes. Stella makes donkey noises. I don't think she minds. She begins to walk now, with Stella close behind her. This may be the last chance she has to get her spice. Lets hope it turns out well.