One girl had a great cage. The high edges, the bowl itself was wide, winding; not so cast, not so much. A great cage.

Many students bought a thin bowl on which everything burned and broke. Especially often burned pins, well, and food in these pots.

This is really a good bowl. The story is from 96-98 years. Not the best years.

Somebody stole a bowl from the kitchen. Waste and its contents. The girl was more upset by the bowl than by its content.

She wrote: "Such a number someone mistakenly took such a bowl from the kitchen. No complaints and insults. Bring the bowl to the garbage pipe.”

Over the course of a week, a whole warehouse of different saucers has accumulated at the rubbish pipeline, but the same never appeared.