Firefly Glen [BWH] First Lesson

She was small and young. The world hadn't touched her yet, and for that Etienne was beyond pleased. If she could foster her healing in peace. She would be one heck of a healer. Etienne wasn't sure if he was the greatest teacher. He had learned a lot on the fly. And he had made some mistakes, briefly he thought of the girl that had been hit in the head and so many others. But he had done his best.

She moved them by scent and she did well. He would focus on sight next, because though they smelled similar, they were not. But she had done well and a small piece of his heart went out to her. Precious little girl.

A nod. Now we focus on sight. Dey all look different. Some 'ave different colors, shapes. For instance Dis one.

He pulled the thyme, the rosemary and the cloves. The bristly feeling of Thyme. Dis be t'yme, see how it a bit bristly an' aas little buds on it. It be good for breat'in' and 'elps get blood movin'. Dis one.

He pulled the rosemary next, it was also bristly but the pieces were bigger as were the buds. Dey look similar, no? But dis one is 'eartier, bigger, and it's buds are bigger too. Dis one 'elps your immune system, keeps infection at bay. And dis little guy 'ere.

It be comin' from tree. Buds are bigger. It 'as a stronger smell. Dis be 'elpin swellin', and pain. Dis be cloves.