Knowledge
A few days later Mary was babysitting May at the Goddess Spring, while Barley was enjoying the hot spring. She placed a flower crown on May's head.
"How did you learn how to make these?" She asked, adjusting the crown so it didn't fall into her face.
"My mother taught me when I was around your age," Mary smiled. There was a time wher her mother wasn't afraid to her hand dirty. Now that Mary was older, Anna had decided to keep out of any dirt that wasn't gossip.
"Will you teach me?" May's chestnut eyes were pleading.
"Of course!"