Know me as Maria. Fast flow my tears. Respectable people never understood my boy - and I don't blame them. The parents of his playmates were always knocking on my door with complaints. Once they accused him of turning their children into goats that skipped and bleated - until the spell wore off.
Some children can make people believe anything - even think they are animals.
It is a gift from the fairies. The worst occasion was when the neighbours said he had killed a boy. This was bad enough. But what really angered the Rabbis was that the neighbours saw him restore the boy to life, This was deemed blasphemous. This the Rabbis held to be the worst blasphemy - to create life, in opposition to The Lord, the Only Creator.