心の旅:Day 9

Today was a day of practice practice practice.

And another funny story of looking down at my feet and realizing I had someone else’s socks on.

K was leaving the next day and asked if I had seen any small socks, grey and black ones. She had left them out to hang on the clothing rack in the corridor outside my room. Usually only M and I use that clothes rack. I remember picking up some toe socks and thinking, could F have left these behind when she had gone back to SG a few days before? Not wanting to let those socks go to waste, I prompted kept them and started using them.

So when she asked me if I had seen her socks, I looked down at my feet and realized… there they were.

Another round of massive laughter. And thereafter I became known as the person to go to if you happen to be missing something. Be it clothes… trimming tools… Somehow they always seemed to end up in my corner. (Perhaps because I was in the habit of borrowing certain tools from people ^^;; and forgetting to return them.)


Tea time was a special one that day~!

Two guests arrived to look around at items in the shop and turns out they were friends of Sensei’s – a mother and daughter pair. The daughter had studied baking at school and was doing pop-up events selling cakes and cookies. She brought along some samples of chocolate cakes and lemon pound cakes. They were absolutely delicious. Perfect with the coffee that we also had that day. It’s not usual to have coffee for our tea break so I knew there was something special going on when M-san brought out a vat of fragrant coffee. If only the young baker had a store somewhere in Seto… I would be going there every day to get those delicious chocolate and lemon cakes for tea break.


Wrote in my journal that night:

“Tired tired tired. Muscles aching.

Interesting conversations about food… gossipy people…
Frustrations of using a chuck and throwing.
Everyone vacillating between occasional euphoria at getting some things right…
And then cursing away when the piece flies off the hump by accident after cutting it off badly.

Progressed to bowls… and slightly bigger ones. Really getting the hang
Of using more clay now… slowly but surely I suppose…
Just another ten more of each shape to go to really get it right. “

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