Every Friday evening I forgo the pleasures of Kiyamachi-dori and stay at home to take a Japanese pottery class. In five classes I have made an ocha (green tea) cup, a utensil holder, a plate, a miso soup bowl, and a miniature castle. The castle I made with the little bit of clay I had left over from the plate. My sensei took it home and put in the kiln. He brought it back yesterday.
Let me translate our conversation:
Me: "Thank you sensei."
Him: "No problem. It's so cute. May I ask what it is?"
Me: "It is a castle for my goldfish."
Him: "Oh! To put in the fish bowl. What a good idea!"
Me: "Yes, I thought so. However, my fish died yesterday."
Him:"How unfortunate!"
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