Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Pottery town - Sunset of pottery fairs

The fair grew so enormous, that the City had to turn some potters down. The potters, of course, didn't like it and they began to open pottery markets in the neighboring towns and farther, the same way like the circles in the water after somebody throws a rock. The Pottery fairs were not once a year, but each month, and then every week, but always on Thursdays. Some greedy potters began to have fairs each day, but not many buyers showed up. Why have we to travel to the Fair, when we can go there each day? The households were overflowing with the pottery, and also people began to be more careful with the breaking the dishes. "It costs money." The potters started to deliver their goods directly to the stores. "Why have we trudge to the Pottery fairs, when they are everywhere?" Italian tiles merchant founded tile factory in the nearby town with the sign "Export" and shipped the tiles in bulk. The pottery fairs ceased to be every day, they continue each week, then each third Thursday in the month, and not even then too many buyers showed up. The fairs were reduced to one pottery fair a year and the glory became a tradition. "Buy our clay whistles, they are good for play and sports."
There was a conflict over the spice-boxes. Both, Pottery town and Pottery village claimed their production. The manufacturer of glass won. "In our glass you see what you are buying, so you can not buy any hare in clay." Also in the same time the historical societies expressed their interest to buy clay spice-boxes to have something to show to the visitors. It was very hard to obtain a complete set - usually there was always something missing or broken.
Brown's family doesn't break their pottery anymore. "We have to save. The boys and a girl would like to go to the college and it cost money." The local potters still make their pitchers, jugs and mugs. The boys and girls walk with them directly to the brewery to get draft beer. Their parents are usually so lubricated, so they can not go by themselves.
The End

Copyright (c) written in Czech
Marie Neumann, January 2011
Copyright (c) English translation
Marie Neumann, February 2011

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