Beads hide and spin and escape the string as a fussy child who does not want to eat porridge and hide the face: No more, I don't want to eat that porridge! Another time the beads simply scattered in all directions: tables, chairs, clothes and the floor! And it happened over and over again! Once we thought we tamed them, and tied the string that must be in league with the beads, the beads have broken free and rushed away like a problem horses! But for all that we have won! The beads have been strung to bracelets and necklaces! None escaped from us! We believe the beads are happy too. We have worked together as one team. And it is so good to stay together in one string instead of being neglected and abandoned.