This is the legend of how the first strawberries came into being, and it's kind of nice because it's a love story. I'm going to summarize it so if you don't want to know skip over.
One day a husband comes home from hunting to find his wife picking flowers instead of cooking. He angrily reprimands her for this and she indignantly walks off. The husband immediately feels sorry for getting so angry and tries to catch up to his wife to apologize but she's too fast for him so he asks the sun to slow her down. The sun shines itself on various berries but the wife is too angry to see them so the sun makes strawberries right on the ground so the wife would see them, and voila the first strawberries. The wife sees them and thinks to herself that it would be nice to share these with her husband so stops to pick some. The husband catches up to her and they live happily ever after.
It was a nice story. I enjoyed it.
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