For months Tree-ear watched Min the potter at the wheel, casting his clay and turning it into a beautiful vase…until one day he is caught.
A mistake of an apprenticeship starts. Tree-ear’s deepest wish is to be a potter like Min. But he can’t. Pottery is a trade handed down through the generations, and Tree-ear is a homeless orphan, living under the bridge.
But Min might change his mind and teach Tree-ear anyway… if he can take but a single shard of Min’s pottery to the royal court.
I remember Mum reading this book out loud to Cait and my brother, when they did it for school work.
I remember liking it. I still do.
My tastes in reading have changed a lot. I’m not so big on historical fiction as I used to be. But this, indeed, is a very good piece of historical fiction. It’s so… historical. It’s detailed, and clear, and if you ever wanted to know how the ancient Koreans made pots, this book is a highly interesting way to find out.
The writing style was simple, and the story wasn’t fast moving.
I’ve been reading a lot of action/adventure type books lately, and this was a big adjustment. I didn’t really like it at first. I was bored. Tree-ear, kid under bridge, lives with old man…but the story wound into a good plot. And realistic, too.
The ending was really sad…could have been sadder, but it was such a beautiful sadness. And the very, very end brought out an extremely predictable element that echoed such sweetness, it had to be forgiven. This is not a book filled with twists and turns and complexity. Not humour, either. But though I could have predicted the entire plot before-hand (and not just because I’d heard it before), it was done so well.
It’s a pleasant and easy read, and I’d recommend it to ages 8-12. I know a lot more about pottery than I ever did before. It’s quite a fascinating skill, actually.