It always amuses me the topics of conversations that come up during the clay classes. They can range from the downright daft, such as strange rude shapes found around the house to supportive ones concerning serious health problems in the family. The overriding theme in all these conversations is the support everyone natually gives to each other as well as the down right belly laughing moments that brighten the day.
I often hear people say that they really needed the class tonight as they had had a stressful week. It isn't just the power of clay working on destressing, it is also the camararderie found amongst the fellow class members.
I have possibly the best job in the world.