When plowing is spied outside our window, it doesn’t matter what was on the schedule or that all the kids are still in their pajamas, it’s plowing time!
Zelelam loves to share and teach about Awi culture, so of course, we were all invited to plow.
Unnecessary to say, but harder than it looks. J takes a circle.
A was a bit more apprehensive but still made a round.
Of course, even Miss T held the whip.
Then came my favorite boy’s turn. He grabbed the whip and the plow without instruction.
He is intuitive in all things mechanic and this plow was no exception.