Mr. Clay was dug
out of the soft riverbank one day, and placed in a bowl. The bowl was in an art
workshop, and slowly he watched people come and go. They brought colorful
plants, and squeezed out the dye to make beautiful pictures. They brought rich
paints that they mixed and made masterpieces with. Mr. Clay sat in his bowl
sadly.
“I’m just a lump of clay.” He
thought. “I’ll never be able to turn into anything beautiful.”
However, as he waited, and looked on
sadly as amazing things were created, the woman who had dug him out of the
riverbank added more lumps of clay to the bowl.
“Why does she bother?” Mr. Clay said
to himself. “We’ll never be beautiful!”
One day the woman brought in a group
of people carrying nothing with them. She walked around the workshop, showing
them the paintings and pictures other people had done. Finally, she walked
towards the bowl. Mr. Clay was confused. She’d never taken any clay out before.
Someone grabbed him, and carried him over to a flat wheel. He sat there while
the woman talked some more. Then the man who had picked him up began to spin
the wheel. Mr. Clay sat spinning on the wheel for a while, before it stopped
moving, and he was left alone. Just when he had stopped feeling dizzy, the man
picked him up and carried him to a table covered with paint bottles.
“What’s going on?” Mr. Clay
wondered. “Are they painting me?”
Sure enough, the man dipped the paintbrush
in the paint and began to paint him. After a long time, the man stopped, and
carried him back to the little table.
On the way, Mr. Clay glanced in the
mirror, and couldn’t believe his eyes! He was no longer just a lump of clay; he
was a shiny painted clay bowl, with images of birds all around the sides!
Later that day, the man took him to
a little white house and placed him in the middle of the table. Whenever the
man had guests, he pointed to Mr. Clay proudly, as if he was the best bowl in
the world.
So, even though you may think you
are plain or ugly, you too, are beautiful!
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