“Yes it was.” She wondered at it. It was a pretty pewter cross with a little man attached. Maria pulled hers up and looked at it as well.
“You don’t even know what it is, do you, Maria?”
Maria looked on. “No.” She didn’t mind. It didn’t bother her when Juana spoke of Maria’s ignorance anymore. Juana wasn’t being mean and Maria knew that she wasn’t stupid, just ignorant. Ignorance could be cured by knowledge and she was resolved to learn many things. She had a good mind.
“That’s Jesus.” She nodded her head like a donkey when she said his name.
“Why do you do that?” She mimicked Juana’s nod.
“You’re supposed to do that whenever you say Jesus’s name.” She nodded again and Maria found it very amusing. She nodded to herself and it felt a little silly.
“So, teach me of Jesus.”
Juana laughed. “I cannot believe someone doesn’t know of Jesus.” She grinned and moved her head from side to side and Maria realized that she’d forgotten to nod. But all this nodding would likely knock one off balance and she didn’t want Juana falling from her burro, so she didn’t say anything to her about forgetting the nod.
“He is the son of God and his mother is Maria, like you. But she’s the Virgin Maria, not like you.” Maria's Trail