How to weave grass shoes, when I was a child in the countryside, my grandmother did it. At that time, I was small and I watched her do it vaguely. Handwork has always been her specialty, and many storage boxes at home were made by her own hands. She pulled a lot of grass, and accidentally cut her hand.
Clara put her mouth and sucked, spitting out the blood, Gloria grabbed her hand in shock, her brows furrowed, and then she ran away immediately. Clara didn't understand and arranged the pulled grass, and then gestured to her feet, tying a tuft of grass in a knot and starting to weave. After weaving for a while, Gloria ran back panting, holding several stalks of grass in her mouth, chewed them, and then kneaded the grass in her hand into a paste, "This! Applying it won't hurt anymore!"
Gloria pointed at her finger, with a sense of urgency in her eyes, and Clara understood her meaning. This grass should stop the bleeding, but she was a little disgusted with Gloria's saliva. However... Clara smiled faintly and said, "Thank you, Gloria!" Gloria nodded happily.
Clara smeared a bit of grass paste, cool and refreshing. She looked at the herb and remembered it in her heart, then wrapped her finger with dry grass leaves. Gloria watched the whole process, picked up the half-finished product Clara placed on the side, tugged at it, and Clara immediately stopped her, telling Gloria, "This is a grass shoe!" She compared the size of her foot and Gloria nodded somewhat understandingly, learning, "Grass shoes!"
Clara sat on a stone on the side, slowly weaving grass shoes, and talked to Gloria. "My name is Clara!" She picked up a stone and wrote her name on the ground. Then she pointed at Gloria and said, "Gloria!" and pointed at herself, "Clara!"
"Clara!" Gloria laughed. Clara found that this Gloria was really cute, although she looked strange, but she had a kind heart.
A pair of grass shoes were woven, although the shape wasn't great, the quality was guaranteed. She tried it on her feet, and it fit perfectly. Just right! It was comfortable to wear, and she never thought that this grass was so suitable for weaving grass shoes.
Gloria watched in amazement, "Clara, what is this?" She pointed at Clara's feet and asked with great curiosity. Clara raised her foot and smiled, "This is shoes. When you wear them, your feet will be very comfortable."
Gloria nodded somewhat understandingly, and Clara looked at Gloria's feet, used grass to make a size measurement, and Gloria laughed, her two feet together. She dodged, Clara measured the approximate size. She was preparing to weave a pair of grass shoes for Gloria.
The sun gradually broke through the clouds, and the warm sunlight shone on them. Everything around was a scene of tender green, indicating that spring had just arrived!
She and Gloria communicated slowly, discovering that they had their own language system. Clara listened attentively. Yesterday, they only had a simple conversation, understanding that they both spoke English, and today, as they continued to communicate, they found that there were no major communication problems because they could understand the meanings, even though the vocabulary was quite limited. Gloria thought Clara couldn't speak and kept trying to teach her, which Clara found amusing. What kind of world was this, where animals could transform and speak English?
Handing the completed grass shoes to Gloria, she was very happy and imitated Clara, putting the shoes on her feet and taking a few steps. She was delighted and hugged Clara, saying, "Gloria really likes it!"
At this point, Clara's stomach also growled. She hadn't eaten anything all morning, as they had been making shoes. Gloria held her and said, "Let's go pick some fruits, and after we eat, Clara can teach Gloria to make shoes!"
Clara followed Gloria into the forest, which was different from the one she had run into last night. Along the way, there were many wildflowers on the roadside, of various colors, all of which she had never seen before. Gloria walked to a tree, vigorously shaking its trunk, and before long, many red fruits fell.
Gloria picked up one and handed it to Clara, taking one for herself as well. She chewed on it, and Clara wiped it on her clothes. The small purple-red berry was about the size of a peach, an unfamiliar fruit. She took a bite, and it was sour and sweet, very delicious.
The environment here was really nice, an untouched deep forest, primitive and full of life. In her world, such places were rare to find. She heard the distant rushing sound of water and walked in that direction. It turned out to be a waterfall, and there were many beast playing in the water.
In reality, it was the height of summer, but here it felt like early spring. Clara's clothes barely covered her body, and she still felt cold. She wondered if the beast playing in the water weren't cold. "Clara! Let's go play in the water!" Gloria jumped out from the side, excited.
"I don't want to; it's too cold."
Gloria asked curiously, "It's spring now; are you cold too?"
Clara nodded, and Gloria looked at her in surprise. Then she smiled and said, "Gloria also feels cold. Let me show you around the forest!"
Gloria pointed to several types of plants, explaining which ones were edible and which were not.
Clara listened attentively and touched the edible plants. She felt a warm sensation on her fingertips when touching them, and conversely, her fingers tingled when she touched the inedible ones. This sensation was quite magical. To confirm her suspicions, she tested each one, and it turned out to be true. Clara looked at her hands in astonishment. Her hands could distinguish between poisonous and non-poisonous plants. This discovery meant that she could easily tell what was safe to eat in the future.
This finding delighted Clara immensely. "Gloria, I think that plant can be eaten." Many of the plants here were similar to what she had seen before, but there were also many differences. For example, the fruit she had just eaten tasted like pineapple but looked like large cherries. Many things on this world were worth studying!
Soon, many beast entered the forest and gathered around Gloria and Clara. Clara observed that most of them were tall, with varying degrees of fur covering their bodies. They all had furry ears and wagging tails. She also spotted a fox-like beast that looked adorable with large, bright eyes and a fluffy tail. When she noticed Clara looking at her, she shied away nervously.
"Can you climb trees? What kind of animal's fur is on your body?" asked a female beast who had been eyeing Clara's clothing. She had never seen this type of fur before and was curious about where it came from.
Climb trees? Clara shook her head; she didn't know how to climb trees.
"This isn't an animal's fur; it's clothing," Clara explained. The beast in the forest were all astonished, and the female beast said in amazement, "You can't climb trees, and you don't have an animal's fur. What's your true form?"
True form? Did they think she was like them? "I'm a human, and I don't have a true form!" Clara explained.