The Lopsided Bowl
1Every Thursday after school, Leo took a pottery class at the community center. This week, the students were making bowls on the pottery wheel. Leo wanted his bowl to be perfect, because it was a birthday present for his grandma.
2Leo pressed his wet hands against the clay as the wheel spun around and around. At first, the clay rose into a smooth, round shape. Then his thumb slipped. One side of the bowl sagged and leaned like a tired flower.
3Leo's shoulders drooped. "It's ruined," he said. "Grandma will think it looks silly." His teacher, Ms. Adeyemi, came over and looked closely. "It isn't ruined," she said. "It's different. Every bowl made by hand is a little bit special."
4The next week, the bowls had been fired in a kiln, a very hot oven, and now they were hard. Leo painted his bowl bright blue with yellow dots. When he finished, the leaning side didn't look like a mistake anymore. It looked like the bowl was waving hello.
5On Saturday, Leo carried the bowl to Grandma's birthday party in a box tied with a ribbon. His hands shook a little as he handed it to her.