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"Can we watch the glassblowers work?" Sonya asked. "I hope so!" the boy replied. At the dock, a man invited passengers to follow him to his factory for a free glassblower demonstration. Lorenzo and Sonya eagerly followed. The glassblowing area filled a large, rectangular room. Red-hot fires burned inside huge furnaces. The heat made Lorenzo sweat. "Please stand on these bleachers," the guide told them. Sonya and Lorenzo stood on the lowest step where they could see everything well. The guide showed them a bowl of special sand called silica. "This is what we start with. We melt the silica in the furnace." A glassblower held a long metal tube. It had a glob of molten material on the tip. "It looks like a small bee hive," Sonya whispered.
Sonya's eyes widened. "Wow, he's changing the shape of the glass with his breath!" "And look at the pretty swirls that the bits of colored glass are making!" Lorenzo added. They watched every move the glassblower made for several more minutes. "Please visit our gift shop on your way out," the guide said. Sonya and Lorenzo took a quick look at all the pretty souvenirs. "Let's go look at some of the shops and galleries in the town," Lorenzo suggested. A canal divided the main street. Sonya and Lorenzo walked along the canal and peeked in all the windows. They crossed from one side to the other on arched stone bridges. Boats stopped at restaurants and stores on the canal to deliver fruits, vegetables and supplies. Visitors ate lunch at sidewalk cafes shaded by huge sun umbrellas. "It's very peaceful here," Sonya remarked.
"Look at this!" Sonya exclaimed. She was peering into the window of an art gallery. An elegant glass vase stood on a pedestal in the center of the room. "It's gorgeous!" Lorenzo agreed. "My grandmother loves that shade of blue. We'll have to tell her about it." The tower clock struck the hour. "We've got to go," Lorenzo said. "Tonight's the only night that grandfather's neighbor can take us out on his gondola." Sonya dashed toward the waterbus dock. "Come on!" she woofed. "Tonight I get to steer a gondola!" "Don't get your hopes up!" Lorenzo warned. "He'll let me steer. I just know he will!" In the next episode, Sonya goes on a gondola ride. Note: This story is fiction based on fact. Go to Sonya's Picks for links to websites about the sights of this World Heritage Site. Test your understanding of words used in this story with the Word Match game.
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