Instead of me writing and talking about and showing slides about growing your own food, I am harvesting wheat. Yamashita and Amemiya (chapters 9 and 5, respectively) planted this field in November, and we were harvesting it's "amber waves of grain" here at the end of May.
Again I can feel the rightness--at least to me--of doing things with my own hands: a sickle, wheat sheaves, pulling away the weeds, bundling them up, working in the sun. I came back to Yamashita's house with sore thighs, some very itchy bug bites, and a satisfied mind.
Oh, and a few wheat harvesting vocabulary words in Japanese and Bengali.
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