Every Sunday morning there is a (11) market on Center Street. Farmers from nearby villages bring fresh fruit and (12) flowers. Many people come, both (13) and poor. My mother always buys six (14) of rice there. She says the prices are much better than at the big store. Some students from our (15) help old people carry their bags. The market is a warm part of our city life.
My sister joined a student (16) last winter. The members visit poor families in our town every month. They bring rice and warm (17) to people who need help. Last year the group also (18) a small concert in the park. All the money went to a children's home. My sister says the work is not easy, but it is a good way to help our (19). She says everyone can do a (20) to make our town better.