Main Site Communication Art project

The can was very proud. He stood with straight back, and bragged about how he saved the policeman, Dieter, to the other awards, medals and trophies. The biggest cup in the display case said to him with contempt: “Quiet, you ugly… thing. Who do you really think you are? You have bumps and dents all over. You’re not nearly as beautiful as I am. Try to look at me. I’m so shiny, that you can use me as a mirror.” The can looked at the cup. “Maybe he’s right,” the can thought. He was very sad. He wasn’t happy and proud any more.

At night, when Dieter and his wife were sleeping, he decided to escape from the display case. The big cup, which had yelled at him, snored very loudly. It looked as if a few of the small medals were having nightmares about the man in the black limousine. He started rolling towards the glass. CRASH! In the first attempt he smashed the window and fell down on the floor. He got a small scratch from the fall and the glass had cut his arm almost in two pieces. The can was afraid that he had woken Dieter up, so he hurried towards the door. But he left a track. From the scratch ran tomato sauce with small pieces of ravioli. He felt no pain, because he only thought of coming out of the house. Suddenly he saw a cat flap in the door. He felt dizzy, because of all the rolling. He came out to the street through the cat flap and bumped into a garbage can. There he fell asleep, without knowing that Dieter in a few hours would be attacked by the mafia boss in the black limousine.

Suddenly he felt a big warm thing around him. It was a hand. It looked like Carolas hand, only bigger and not as nice. Kind of dirty. The hand threw him very hard into a big truck. He was lying between candy paper, an old newspaper and a potato. ”Hey, move yourself. You’re lying on me”, an angry voice said. The can was shocked. Someone was talking to him. He rolled away and looked back. There she stood. The most beautiful milk carton stood in front of him. She had small dents and her skin was not white anymore. The cow on her stomach had spots of mud, but she was still the nicest milk carton he had ever seen. In her hair she had a little red bow. He immediately fell in love and so did the milk carton. They went towards each other and as they kissed they heard a shot. They jumped to their feet and went to the edge of the garbage truck. There they saw a black limousine driving away.....