I was born and raised a city boy, but for the first time in my life, I planted rice.
This was the first time in my life that I had planted rice, and it was all done by hand.
I treaded through the mud with my feet, plowed the paddies, and planted the seedlings by hand.
In between, I frolicked with worms and insects, and smelled mud for the first time in decades.
Lunch was delicious, and the afternoon work made me feel a little sleepy.
When I got home in the evening, I cleaned off the mud and had a full dinner, which was also delicious.
I had a good, wild day.
Next year, we are going to try growing our own rice.
For the future of these children, I want to create an environment that they can enjoy as much as possible.