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Bitwa pod Grunwaldem is beautiful painting made by famous Polish artist Jan Matejko. In this painting we can see dangerous battle between Polish warriors and the Teutonic Knights. It's full of swords, horses, shields, dying warriors and amazing background.

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Melin/İstanbul Fuat Sezgin Science and Art Center

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Melin/İstanbul Fuat Sezgin Science and Art Center

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Once upon a time, in a small village where everyone knew each other, there was a feast being celebrated every single year. In this feast the villagers were expressing their gratitude for the food they found and the houses they lived in. The preparations took days and weeks and months but the joy when they all gathered together was indescribable. However that year it snowed more than ever and everywhere got frozen except the poor villagers. Finding food got harder, warming up got harder, even walking got harder and people started to rebel. They got together and had a discussion where they ended up deciding to cancel the festival till the problems got solved. During all these discussions around the village, there was a little kid called José. He was really disappointed with the idea of canceling the festival. He started to visit every single house to convince people and luckily they couldn’t resist his cries and the preparations started again. Some people went for a hunt and the food started to get boiled for the enormous festive tables. And the big day finally came. Everyone skated on the frozen lake, and the cheerful singing of the birds was heard everywhere.

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Osman Hamdi Bey   (turtle tamer)

There was a boy once, his name was Osman, this boy's friends loved animals such as lions, dogs, cats, fish, Osman loved turtles, he had been going to the lake and playing with turtles since he was little. one day, Osman tried to train the turtles, but despite doing his best, he couldn't make the turtles listen to his word. dec the intervening months and years, Osman had read many books about turtles and now he had managed to train turtles and had even made himself a turtle bag. Osman was forever happy with his turtles.

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"The Scream" is the most famous image of Edvard Munch. It was painted in 1893. This image shows a frightened man screaming on the wooden bridge.His face is deformed.He is bald and wears dark clothes and holds his hands to his head as if he saw something creepy .Here is long, never-ending bridge behind him and two people walking along it.In the background there is a river or lake. When we look at the painting, we know it shows human emotions.

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Artist: Sir John Everett Millais

In the painting we can see a woman who lays down in the pond and listens to metal music. She deeply reflects on her life and the upcoming math test. The weather is extremely good however she isn’t exactly glad because the water is a bit cold but she doesn’t care about this because she is well aware this is just her imagination.

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Sorrowing Old Man- In the picture we can see old man who is crying.He is sitting on wooden chair, he have blue outfit and brown shoes probably made from skin. Also we can see fireplace behind him. He is realy sad because when he was on the trip, he lost his wallet which has sentimental value for him. He get it from his grandfather when he was six.

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The story of a long tree.
There once was a tree, alone in the middle of nowhere. No one ever thought anything about it, they didn’t know about the unusual power it holds.. Well, to be precise only one person knew about its power. One day a man tried to cut the tree with a chainsaw but it would be impossible to do, the tree would recover within seconds, this wasn’t the end tho.. later that day the man has felt extremely sick and none of the doctors could do anything about that. After a few years a terrible storm started right where the tree was and it created a tornado, no matter how much lighting hit it and how strong the wind was the tree didn’t budge but there was one signature change, the trees branches spread out into hundreds of miles.

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One day a bald man was walking by the river on the bridge. Suddenly he noticed a small creature, it seemed kinda friendly- definitely not dangerous. Over time everyone around him had started to run away- he was confused. But when he turned back he saw a huge godzilla that was getting closer and closer to him. At that moment he was terrified and he started screaming.

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Poster Vincent van Gogh - cafe terrace. The poster shows the streets where the cafeteria is located. This cafeteria has a story. A long time ago, a man named Fred decided to open a coffee shop. It was a huge dream of his. The cafe was called the bakehouse. It became very popular right away. The smell of freshly baked cakes and aromatic coffee attracted people to the cafe. Unfortunately one day an evil witch put a curse on Fred and his coffee shop. Since then the cafe had no customers whatsoever as you can see on the poster. Unfortunately Fred died of despair over the lack of customers

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Once in Kanagawa, it was a really beautiful day. The birds were singing, the locals were happy and doing things that they do on daily - nothing special. Then out of a sudden the waves in the sea started to get bigger and bigger. Some people thought that it’s normal and nothing bad will happen. But it started getting worse and worse. The birds and all the animals began to escape from the seaside, soon people started too. A huge tsunami wave appeared. The fish were almost dryed out because the wave for that huge that everything near got dry and all you could see is sand and one enormous wave. People watching from the side noticed Mount Fuji, it looked like the wave wanted people to noticed that sacred mountain. Some people say it was a tragedy, some people say it was a sign.
Julia

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On the painting we can see a windy night in a old village, in the dark we can notice tiny lights , those are lighted windows of the old houses destroyed by the wind. On the sky we can see shining stars, gusts of wind and noises of the huge upcoming storm. Families that are living in those houses are terrified of their lives and their kids can’t sleep because of the sound of the upcoming storm.
Amelia

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In the painting we see a beautiful young girl holding a weasel in her arms. The girl's name is Lisa and she is a great lover of animals and loves to help poor and small animals. She saved this weasel when she was in a meadow and saw a big fox trying to hunt her down. Lisa wanted to save her very much. From that moment on, the weasel never left Lisa's side and they became best friends. To as a souvenir

this event, Lisa wrote a letter to the best painter to have him paint a portrait of her with her best friend.

Karolina

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Today was an amazing day. As soon as I woke up I called all my friends “THAT’S TODAY!”. We wanted to see starry night which will appear 10km away from our houses. At 3p.m all the snacks and drinks were packed so we took our bikes and started the trip. It was fun, we were laughing, singing and I was really happy. When we arrived the sun was going down and it made us even more excited. After 20 minutes clouds started becoming colorful. It was fantastic so I took this photo. I am really proud of it and every time I look at it I feel great.
Maja

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There was a young man who fell in love with this woman. They were of efficiency, they liked to chase each other in the fields and glades, he once stated that he would paint his beloved

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There was a boy once, his name was Osman, this boy's friends loved animals such as lions, dogs, cats, fish, Osman loved turtles, he had been going to the lake and playing with turtles since he was little. one day, Osman tried to train the turtles, but despite doing his best, he couldn't make the turtles listen to his word. dec the intervening months and years, Osman had read many books about turtles and now he had managed to train turtles and had even made himself a turtle bag. Osman was forever happy with his turtles.

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Emine Ebrar/Nevzat Ayaz Anatolian High School

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Emine Ebrar/Nevzat Ayaz Anatolian High School

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There was a little girl who named Lilith. She loved sparkle things. One night she decieded to go out without anyone. After she walked, she reliazed that she was away from town. Then a ghost appeared in front of her. She was so suprised because that ghost was look like her dead brother. Suddenly he dissapeard and left a picture. In that picture, she saw herself and her dead brother. She started to cry. Suddenly, she heard something. It was like someone calling for her. When she looked at her back, she saw her family was waiting for her. She tries to tell them that she is here but she didn't. After that she dissappeard and turning into a light. Actually, this place was where she died and her family went there because she died 9 years old. Those lights were dead children. If someone saw these stars, that means they are dead.

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Seniha/Nevzat Ayaz Anatolian High School 

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Ship With Butterfly Sails
Once upon a time, a group of brave people wanted to explore the sea. They were so excited. They ran smoothly for a while but suddenly a storm came. The wind was too strong. The sailboat was battling the waves. The people on the sailboat were scared and worried. They deperately asked for help. Huge butterflies appeared as they almost lost hope. They grabbed the mast of the sailboat  and carried it away from the storm. And they brought the sailboat in front of the island . The people on the sailboat were very happy to have survived. After escaping, they never saw those huge butterflies again. They organized a  butterfly festival every year in order not to forget this incident that happened to them and  this has become a tradition over time. That sailboat in this picture is also made of fake butterflies.

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Sümeyye/Nevzat Ayaz Anatolian High School

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Sümeyye/Nevzat Ayaz Anatolian High School

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THE MUSIC
My sister and I just returned home. We were both feeling sad. Because we were aware of the upcoming war. That was a big crisis. Both of us were very nervous about that topic. We were thinking about millions of people who would suffer from the war. Then, my sister stood up and looked in the eyes.

At that moment, I realized that she just didn't want to think about it. She could be right. We had to clear our minds. Then I went to our bed room and got my sister's guitar. We'd both cheer up when my sister played the guitar. So she played and we forgot all of our problems. We were smiling and that was a beautiful moment. She also looked very beautiful to me. Maybe we'd suppressed our feelings and thoughts at that moment. But there was no harm. We just had a good memory before the bad days come.

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Sümeyye/Nevzat Ayaz Anatolian High School

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Sümeyye/Nevzat Ayaz Anatolian High School

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THE MUSIC
My sister and I just returned home. We were both feeling sad. Because we were aware of the upcoming war. That was a big crisis. Both of us were very nervous about that topic. We were thinking about millions of people who would suffer from the war. Then, my sister stood up and looked in the eyes.

At that moment, I realized that she just didn't want to think about it. She could be right. We had to clear our minds. Then I went to our bed room and got my sister's guitar. We'd both cheer up when my sister played the guitar. So she played and we forgot all of our problems. We were smiling and that was a beautiful moment. She also looked very beautiful to me. Maybe we'd suppressed our feelings and thoughts at that moment. But there was no harm. We just had a good memory before the bad days come.

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AlpCan/Nevzat Ayaz Anatolian High School

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Anatolian Life

There was a girl named Fatma she was young and beautiful but she got married at the age 13 because of her family's pressure. Her husband was 19 years old and he was a soldier.
She had two children from him at the age of 17. The older one was Esma she was 3 years old and the young one was Ayşe she was  1 years old, as well. After a year, her husband needed to go to a war for his country and died at the war.
After the war, Fatma was just by herself and she had to work for her children to get food so she started knitting. She got the knitting rope from her sheep's wool and she started knitting carpets. Everything was going fine until her father died. She got into a huge depression so she couldn't work for weeks she got ill and turned paralyzed so her daughter Esma had to work for her mother and sister.

After school, Esma had to work in the farm. She was getting tired a lot so she wasn't being able to do her homework. Because of that, her teachers were getting mad at her but they didn't know how hard she was working. After all these hard things going on, she finally got some money to go to another city and they lived a happy life there.

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The Peasant Wedding
At this night all of us were very happy. Because our country had won the war.

The war is begin one months ago. Our enemy was attacking us every day. We lost some villages at the war and our people were working for our enemy like slaves.
Our food and bullets were less than our enemy's.  At the second week of the war. we took back our villages and started to attack. Then all the villagers joined the army.
We were working all day. We were carrying big bullets and help the soldiers which were  shut down. We lost many good people in this war but at the beginning of
third week, we got back our people who had been caught by the enemy. Then they joined army, too. Finally, the last day of the third week, we won the war and we returned our
village.

One week later all of the villagers had dinner together that night and the artist of our village made this beautiful painting.

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Claude Monet Painting in his Studio / Édouard Manet

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Monet Painting in his Studio
This is Marseille, the beautiful city on the Mediterranean coast. These were Coralie and Hugo. Both were the most talented artists of Marseille in the 1800s. After the French Revolution, they would draw Marseille at the request of the king, who gave importance to democracy and art.

The first day they started drawing, the weather was nice. They both made a joint drawing by talking about what they saw. But it was very difficult to make a joint drawing. They told the King that they couldn't draw together. There was a constant argument between them. But the King did not allow them to draw separately. And he told them to continue painting together from where they left off. The weather was not as nice in the second week as it was in the first week. The weather was cloudy, Carolie said there might be a storm today, she didn't want to get on the boat. But if Hugo couldn't finish the painting, the King would be very angry and punish us both, he said, besides, "I'm a very good sailor, I can use the boat if there is a storm". And they got on the boat, took out their materials, and Hugo was going to draw what they saw, but this image is different from last week, the weather was sunny the week when we started painting but "If it is cloudy today," he said, "if we draw it today, the picture will not have integrity." Coralie agreed, so she said, "Let's both draw on different papers, and finally put it on canvas as partners. But while they were both immersed in drawing, the storm came and dragged their boat. When Hugo got up to get the paint, he realized they weren't in Marseille and told Carolie. Then he immediately docked the boat to the nearest land. Carolie got off the boat and went to find out where they were, while Hugo stayed on the boat and protected the boat and the paintings. Carolie came back and said, "We are in Perpignan." They tied the boat to the pier and went to the city center. There they found a place to stay until the weather improved. They stayed here for about one week, and as long as they stayed there, they both shared the pictures they had drawn on paper on canvas. At the end of one week, they returned to Marseille by their boats.

When they returned to Marseille, they finished the sunny drawing. So they had two pictures of Marseille. They could not decide which one to give to the king, so they gave them both. The king liked both paintings very much and had them exhibited in the city center. He also rewarded Carolie and Hugo. Thus, France took another step forward in art.

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Boats and boating--Equipment and supplies

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Elif Ülkü/Nevzat Ayaz Anatolian High School

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Woman with a Parasol
Bittersweet. Flowers were bittersweet. Colorful and full of life while living, but once brutally killed and wrenched from the soil, its color fades and its life seeps away like nothing. The memory was bittersweet. He was bright and full of precious life, yet his color faded away as well, and his life seeped away like nothing. He wasn't anything—she thought regretfully, as she looked over the bright field of flowers. He was breathtaking. He was delicate and lovely, and had these beautiful hypnotizing eyes that tempted you to succumb to the force pulling you towards him. He was so much more than nothing. He was generous and so deeply courageous and—gone. He's gone. Her face contorted and tears fell freely down her face as she gripped her umbrella firmly to refrain herself from breaking down recalling that bittersweet memory. Bittersweet. That was all it was.

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Süleyman/Nevzat Ayaz Anatolian High School 

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Betrayal of Merchant Ships

The story of these merchant ship took place between the governor of Galata Nicolas and Mehmet seconthe Conqueror in the 1450s. Nicolas was the governor of the Galata side of Istanbul. At that time, Mehmet the Second besieged Suriçi. He had many sleepless nights, so he could not decide properly. He would either help Mehmet or Suriçi. If he lowered the iron rope in the Bosphorus into the water, Mehmet would attack, but if he did not, he would continue to defend the walls. The fate of history was looking at a word that came out of his mouth. But He wasn't going to lower the iron rope because he wanted to restore byzantium.

When Mehmet heard this, he got angry and attacked Galata. The patience of the army was running out, Mehmet had to do something and he promised Nikolas 100 merchant ships. Nicolas requested 120 ships and stated that he would launch the iron rope into the water as the ships arrived. Mehmet sent the ships and waited, he would attack as soon as the rope came down. Before the rope came down, he conquered Suriçi. It was time for Galata, when Nicolas realized this, the ottoman soldiers in the ships attacked and the Galata side was conquered. Nicolas did not forget this betrayal and fled to Venice. The gates of the city of Venice were closed to him, the Venetians did not want the wrath of the Conqueror. He committed suicide on his ship.

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The Gleaners

In 1916s there were three women in Balıkesir. Their names were Fatma, Zeynep and Halide. Halide was 30 years old, Fatma was 29 years old and Zeynep was 32 years old. Fatma and Halide were sisters and Zeynep was their neighbour.

Those were the World War One years, and Ottoman Empire had taken bad results in many battle fields. Ottoman was showing their last resistance in Çanakkale. If Ottoman had lost Çanakkale,  the allies could take Istanbul so easily. All the people were working for their country’s freedom. Those three women were in that organisation. They were collecting wheat and similar products fort he Ottoman’s soldiers. They knew  what would happen if Ottoman lost the war, so they were working so hard. They were making bread with wheats which they collected. Then, the breads were going to Çanakkale. One day some enemies came to their village in Balıkesir. In order to cut the Ottoman’s supplies’ roots, they wanted to  take all the items but women didn’t give those items. They fought like soldiers and Halide died in the fight but they didn’t give any items to the enemy.

Finally, in Çanakkale, the enemies lost the war and Ottomans didn’t give Çanakkale or İstanbul. They said to all of the World that Turks never gave up.

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Once upon a time there was a man who had bad luck all in his veins, Franky.Even he had bad luck all his lifetime he wasn't depressed at all cause he got used to it. He had a normal life too though. He was working in a company, after trying over 30 times, which was known among all people poor to rich.

One day he had a dream about losing his everything. It made him a little worried but he needed to go on a bussines trip so he tried to power up himself.He wore his clothes, packed his bag and started waiting for the car that should take him to an island. Before it was too late, the car came and he started his trip.To go to that island you needed to get two transportation; a car and a sailing ship. So after he got off the car he got on a sailing ship. Everything was going as planned and that made him more uncomfortable.

After a thirty minute sailing he got on the island.There weren't so much people, he thought something was odd but couldn't understand what it was. He finished his job early and wanted to get a tour in the island. So he started to walk around and made some shopping. It was still a misery that he hadn't had a bad luck thing. After sometime he thought maybe he doesn't have bad luck anymore. But after that idea came to his mind, things started to change. He was over with both shopping and the job so he went to a ship port to travel back to home. But the owner of the port said if he came there one time there was no returning so they didnt have any sailing ship. Franky was shocked he couldn't understand what was happening.After he got over his shock, he started to think what he could do. His phone was dead and he had forgotten his charge machine, too.He tried to ask for a phone to the locals but they weren't warm blooded people as he thought. He was stuck on the island!

Franky was afraid but he was actually used to this kind of things so he started to think again. He had a little money in his pocket. First he reserved a house, it was small but he didn't have enough money, then took a charger from the store and called his company to take him over. The company was busy so they said they weren't able to pick him up for now, maybe the next day they would. Franky wasn't too shocked, he had bad luck all the time so he said okey and got himself a little food to eat and a little water to drink.

Tomorrow morning his money were over so he couldn't eat anything but he hoped that someone could pick him up so he contacted his company again. After 3 hours Franky's friends came to pick him up and luckily he got his home safely. Even he was in his bed with a full stomach, he couldn't forget about this event ever again...

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Azra NAAL / Nevzat Ayaz Anatolian High School 

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How can a sea so close carry a story in its depth that I want it to be so far away from me... Now I realize that the sea is jealous of me. The sea suddenly is waving to resemble my wavy hair, but I’m watching it from my window, I’m not moving so that it doesn't think that I am afraid of it. Along with its wave, it is bringing me the story that I want to forget, it is whispering to me from below. The face of my father, who died while saving me from drowning, seems to appear above the water. He also lost my mother in this sea. Then I’m getting over it, I’m coming back to myself.

I'm wearing a blue-white dress. The sea is even more jealous of me: As if the only difference between us is that I have a shape. Its azure waters are touching to the flaming light. It is coming at me again, but this time it is confident that it'll beat me . Again, I'm still waiting. I'm waiting for the evening. And finally... finally, the sun left the sea. There is no trace of the blue of the sea. It turned into something black and the sea lost again.

I’m not leaving the window until morning. I’m getting angry for no reason, it is making me angry that the sea is so still. Then the sea is making a move. It just seems like it wants to show me that it can get angry better than me. The boat on the sea is staggering. It's so good at getting angry that it is living emotions better than me. I'm losing slowly. The sea is coming towards me. It is rippling, the water particles are uniting, growing and coming towards me.

My mother and father are coming in with the sea. No, I'm not able to resist. The sea wants to bury me deep this time. The sea, which has lost to me dozens of times, is pressing me as if it wants to erase this shame from the earth. It's getting more and more blue... It takes me in its waves and doesn't let my hair to flutter. My mother and father are getting closer and closer...

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Asude Büşra İstanbul Fuat Sezgin Science and Art Center 

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Asude Büşra İstanbul Fuat Sezgin Science and Art Center 

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The Girl With Pearl Earrings
While sitting with friends after dinner, William thought of that beautiful-faced girl again. Although he did not even know the name of the girl, William was so in love with the girl… He saw the girl in William's painting studio, had a chat, but could not learn her name. We all used to call her the pretty face girl. While chatting with friends, William jumped in and said, "I need to buy him a present, maybe that way I can learn his name." I said to him, "Wil, we don't have the money to buy gifts, you're the painter, I'm a worker on the ship." At that time, my shipmate Tom said, "I actually heard that there are pearls 200 meters ahead of the sea while the captains were talking, what do you think?" I said, "Are you crazy, how can we get the pearls out?" William knew that he had no other choice. William and I are childhood friends. William looked me in the eye so much that we found ourselves on the pier. We boarded Tom's grandfather's old but useful boat and set sail. In the dark of the night, the gas lamps in our hands were illuminating the sea. We stopped after about 200 meters of opening. One of us had to jump down. It was in the best of everyone that Tom stayed upstairs. Me and William were left behind. We determined it with the Rock-Paper-Scissors game. It was me who jumped, I tied a rope around my waist and jumped, I swam deeper, but nothing was visible. I was about to run out of breath when I saw the pearls and started to collect them with my last effort. I stuffed an armful of pearls into the sack at the end of the rope tied to me. I pulled the rope for them to pull me. They were pulling me. But something was going wrong, I was out of breath and I was swallowing water. The last thing I remember were those beautiful pearls. I opened my eyes to William's shout, William said, "Thank God." On the way to the pier, they told me what had happened. The next day, the girl came to William's workshop to have her portrait painted. William had made earrings for the girl with pearls and gifted them to her. The girl bewildered and happily put the earrings on her ear. And she is now the girl with the pearl earring for us.