Chapter 19 Tory’s Baptismal Ceremony
Ahh… if only I could have successfully baked my clay tablets. That would have been great. I never even imagined that they might explode.
If I had a knife like Tory’s, then at least I might be able to make mokkan.1
After that tiny little explosion in the stove, I was forever banned from trying to make clay tablets again. I’d completely run out of book-making plans, so I was only left to ponder what my next method could possibly be. In the meantime, Tory turned seven years old.
Here, it’s customary for your seventh birthday to be an enormous celebration. More accurately, it’s not the precise birthday that’s being celebrated, but instead the season in which you were born. Every season, there is a large baptismal ceremony at the temple, where every chil
