Now that the water has receded enough, the neighboring farmers can prepare their land for planting rice. It's not easy. First, grandma has to tromp around in the mud and inspect every square inch. Then, father and son till the soil and level the field.
When my students heard the plow, they rushed to the window. I told them to sit back down. They were in my way, and I couldn't see anything.
There are two crop seasons each year in Cambodia. This is the dry season crop, and it will take about three months until harvest time. That means I get to watch the rice slowly mature through my classroom window every day. It's like nature's t.v. It may not be as exciting, but there are no commercials.
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