The first time I saw her trying to ...

The first time I saw her trying to eat peas with a knife it expanded the sluices--I was swamped by means of love & pity. Our clan have been eating peas that way for centuries. if it were not that she'd only been here a scarcely any months. In her homeland the public still eat with their hands. She was struggling to adapt, & her maladroitness touched me When my brothers & I were full she was still frustrated, still famished. I made a silent promise that night to nourish her. The nearest day I invented the spoon for her.

Six month later:

Peas in her hair, in her clothes & shoe Peas under the feet and ...