my farming ancestors, watching my parents name me an old irish farming name: yes, very good
my farming ancestors, watching me grow up in an agriculture town and learning how to cook and identify good products early on: You have promise, young one
my farming ancestors, watching me cooking dinner once a week on my own (with only a little help) 2-3 years ago: The child is good with tools and food, now she must start making the food herself
my farming ancestors, watching me freak out over roaches: she has good instincts, pests can ruin the crop and supply
my farming ancestors, watching me mess up every time I try to help in my grandmother's garden: well....... she is simply inexperienced
my farming ancestors, watching me kneel down to watch a kangaroo rat hop around, being careful not to scare it and talking to it sweetly: NO. STOP IT. WHAT ARE YOU DOING????
my farming ancestors, watching me kill a cactus I had planted the previous month: *walks away* no, we're done. that child is not one of us, we're disowning her, somebody else take her *voice continues in distance*