This is me and the village chief of Finzankoro. He seemed welcoming and friendly when we went to visit him. I asked if his son will be the next chief, but it doesn't work like that. It will be the next oldest man in the village. What am I holding? In the chief's courtyard there were women spinning cotton into thread, and so they gave me a demonstration and even had me try to spin a bit. I think they had me try just so they could laugh at me. I am holding a gourd bowl with cotton, the seeds have to be picked out by hand, and then it is combed on the other thing I am holding so it gets all clean and fluffy and ready to spin.
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