The Beautiful Clay Pot

Citlali lived in a big city. It was called Tenochtitlan.

The city was on a lake. It had many blue canals.

Citlali had soft clay in her hands. She wanted to make a pot.

Her family needed it for the market. She worked very hard on it.

She pressed the clay with her thumbs. She made a round shape.

It was smooth and cool. She liked the way it felt.

Next, she used a small tool. She carved lines into the clay.

She made pictures of the sun. She made pictures of water.

The sun was hot in the sky. It helped the clay get dry and hard.

Citlali waited for a long time. She was very patient.

Soon, the pot was ready. It was strong and pretty.

Her father smiled at her. He was very proud of her work.

They put the pot in a boat. They paddled to the big market.

The market was very busy. Many people were there.

Citlali saw bright feathers. She saw many colors of corn.

She put her pot on a mat. She hoped someone would like it.

A woman stopped to look. She touched the smooth clay.

She liked the sun and the water. She bought the pot from Citlali.

Citlali was very happy. She had helped her family.

She felt like a real artist. She wanted to make more pots tomorrow.