08-01-2014, 01:49 PM
Calvin listened and couldn't help but feeling sad. She had spent a substantial portion of her childhood completely sheltered from the outside world. She probably had made few friends; her brother was probably her only companion. She had spent much of that time living in fear. He couldn't imagine how hard the would be.
Sierra had laughed and smiled, but yet the feeling of sympathy was still there. Calvin had grown up running through the woods playing hide and seek with friends. He didn't have to live his life in fear. He had had a relatively normal childhood. That was something that Sierra had been denied.
Calvin reached out and touched her hand, "That had to be a difficult way to grow up. I'm sorry."
Calvin brought his hand back and offered her a smile. They still had a lot in common, and her willingness to laugh and smile at the difficult portions of her life inspired him.
"Yes, my mother taught me a lot about surviving. She taught me how to recognize different berries and nuts, and which ones were poisonous. My dad taught me how to hunt though, although it was with a rifle, and I've found myself not liking guns so much."
Calvin shrugged and smiled, remembering the times he had with his mother. "After my mother's passing, I looked a lot more into her beliefs and still want to learn more. She taught me to respect nature. Even now I still say the prayer of thanks she taught me for a successful hunt or forage."
Calvin paused and grinned, "That reminds me. You still need to show me how you made that stone knife on our first hunt."
Sierra had laughed and smiled, but yet the feeling of sympathy was still there. Calvin had grown up running through the woods playing hide and seek with friends. He didn't have to live his life in fear. He had had a relatively normal childhood. That was something that Sierra had been denied.
Calvin reached out and touched her hand, "That had to be a difficult way to grow up. I'm sorry."
Calvin brought his hand back and offered her a smile. They still had a lot in common, and her willingness to laugh and smile at the difficult portions of her life inspired him.
"Yes, my mother taught me a lot about surviving. She taught me how to recognize different berries and nuts, and which ones were poisonous. My dad taught me how to hunt though, although it was with a rifle, and I've found myself not liking guns so much."
Calvin shrugged and smiled, remembering the times he had with his mother. "After my mother's passing, I looked a lot more into her beliefs and still want to learn more. She taught me to respect nature. Even now I still say the prayer of thanks she taught me for a successful hunt or forage."
Calvin paused and grinned, "That reminds me. You still need to show me how you made that stone knife on our first hunt."