It all started on a cold and chilly evening on a Sunday 12th September when a vase was made for a rich and powerful Emperor of Egypt. He was spoilt in many ways, first he had the whole of Egypt as his slaves and second was that anything he did or said like "I want a statue, 25 metres tall and 20 metres wide" He’d get it. There were plenty more reasons of cause but to many to remember I can’t even count. Anyway getting back to the story. The vase was made in return for freedom, the slaves of the Emperor had got so fed up with ‘Do this, Do that’ that they all decided to think of a plan, a plan that would let them free.
One day one of the members got an idea. But the idea was so complicated they couldn’t do it. Another man came up with an idea to make a vase. Soon, all of each other’s ideas were rolled into one. The freedom plan was what the called it. Now the idea was to make a vase for the emperor engraved with a letter. If they said the letter was from them he’d hit the roof. So they said it was from the emperor’s friend in China called Lu Chung, they wrote in Chinese. It took them 3 undeserving days until finally it was finished "Yeeeeee Hiiiiiiiiiii" They cried. "What’s that noise, I hear" The emperor was there. The slaves hid behind the vase. But one of them screamed.
He was killed. Chucked in the Nile. The vase was sent away to China. A week later a Chinese stranger found it washed up on the shore. "What is this?" A man said in Chinese. He sent it to France were it was broken into pieces. A woman buried them under the damp soil and said "I will return in a month" And then she fled leaving her scarf behind her.
A month had past and the woman returned as promised. But this time a child accompanied her. Together they dug up the soil and took out the pieces of vase and sang ‘Happy Birthday’ It must have been a birthday present
Time went by and the vase was now happily settled in England. We do not know how it got there but we do know who ended up with it. His name was John Soane. It is still there and you will be able to see it in John Soane’s house were it is sitting in his dining room on top of an old wooden table.
THE END
By Sydney
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