A slither of light pierces through a gap into the straw and wooden hut. The sunlight casts itself upon Nnamani’s eyes, forcing the man to wake up from his sleep. Nnamani rubs his eyes and gets up from his straw bed. The groggy feel from the night’s sleep stops the man from doing anything for a few short moments. Nnamani’s body slowly starts to kick into gear as his bodily functions get ready for another day of work. Most of the others are also awake, but Nnamani appears to be the last one of the home. Once the grogginess faints away, Nnamani stands up and walks outside. The sounds of nature first fill the ears of Nnamani before it is overtaken by the louder clatter of the people’s toil. Nnamani seeks work and goes to his wife for answers. Nnamani’s wife, Chane, who is currently skinning a deer, tells that the crops need working and that Nnamani should go with the group gathering at the fields to do so. Nnamani nods, giving his wife a quick hug before he heads off to the nearby fields. Arriving by foot, Nnamani finds a gathering of men and women discussing. Nnamani finds himself a place and listens in. The current discussion revolves around the assignment of areas for work. Before long, everyone gets their assigned areas and starts the process of cutting. Nnamani, like everyone else, uses a sharp piece of flint on a stick to do the labor of removing the barley stem from the earth. The hours go on, and Nnamani finishes his field. The others are also done with their work. Everyone piles the barley into one large stack before everyone then carries back the crops home. This, of course, takes another few hours to do. For the last duties of the day, the group decides to gather some berries from the wild. Nnamani quickly finds himself among many bushes and tall grass. Nnamani, like any good person, knows what is good to pick, and what else is not good for eating. The local blueberries are normally safe, while the pinkish-colored ones often give extreme headaches before death. Once everything is said and done, the group goes back to their homes. Dinner is eaten, a few more hours of work is done and life goes on as per normal.