When the lid is closed,
you must understand that everything
happening inside the kiln
is no longer in your hands.

In life, we cannot choose
the joys or sorrows that come to us.
Sister Augustine smiled gently.

If you stay here long enough,
you’ll witness countless moments
of joy and sadness.
Nothing in life is guaranteed,
but both joy and sorrow
are gifts in their own way.

Like pottery, life takes time
to reach the thickness we desire.

No matter how hard we try,
sometimes only failure remains.
We all struggle between dreams and reality.
In this story, John waits three years
to become a full-time teacher,
but continues as a substitute.

One cold day, in an old pottery studio,
he meets an elderly nun
and learns the wisdom of life.
He finds courage.

Joy and sorrow are both gifts.