Playing with Clay

It was the day that we were leaving Cappadocia. We stopped by a town just to look around. We went to a pottery shop to look around for gifts. The owner asked if we wanted to watch him make something on the pottery wheel. The answer to that was a definite yes. He took us downstairs to his work area. First, he made a vase. He made it look extremely easy. Then, mom made something. It looked like a lump of clay with a hole in the middle. The same happened with Max, me and Sophie. That's when I realized it's harder to make things out of clay than I thought. Although our clay never really looked like much, we had a great time. by Marin Howie