
MFA:
This bowl is probably northwestern Iran (so-called Aghkand ware), 12th or 13th century. Earthenware with incised decoration and colors on white slip under clear glaze. A splendid rooster picks his way through a thicket of vines on this bowl, which exemplifies the incised, polychrome-painted wares known as Aghkand, after a village in northwestern Iran where many such vessels were reportedly found.
This bowl from Iran would most fit in my family's home for many reasons.
Short Story (fiction):
A few years ago my aunt Nancy was searching for treasures in one of her many archeological digs. As the sun began to go down, all the archeologists began to pack up their belongings to go home after a long day, but Nancy had other plans. My aunt, being the sneaky woman that she is, decided that she would continue digging after everyone had left, even though she wasn’t supposed to do that, she felt as though she was getting close to finding something special. As everyone was leaving the site, Nancy pretended to pack up her belongings and told the others it would be just a few minutes before she too would leave the site. After a few minutes everyone deserted the digging area. Nancy began digging quickly in the dirt and rock. She then hit something, suspecting a rock as usual. But this time it was not a rock, it was a piece of pottery. As Nancy dug closer and closer to the pottery she discovered it was a bowl, and it was completely intact. She became so excited she scooped the bowl up and stuffed it into her backpack. When Nancy arrived home she was so excited to tell everyone about her find until she realized that she had broken a rule. She was not supposed to be digging alone, and she also stole the pottery she found on an archeological dig! She knew she would get into a lot of trouble if she told anyone, so for years she kept it a secret.
It was my sixteenth birthday, and I was excited to open up my gift from Auntie Nancy, because they are always such interesting gifts. I quickly untied the ribbon and ripped off the wrapping paper to find a box. So I opened the box slowly, and looked inside. It was a pottery bowl with a rooster on it. I really liked the bowl since I love animals so I jumped up to give my aunt a hug and thank her. After I had opened all my presents, my aunt Nancy took me aside to an empty room. She then told me the story about how she came to possess such an item. I was in such shock that I actually owned something from such a long time ago. I wanted to tell all my friends about the present my aunt gave me for my birthday, but I couldn’t, I had promised my aunt to never tell anyone where it came from.