Threshing rice in the huts. The small boys picked up the sheaves and rushed with them to the threshing hut. There they threw them down and a gang of youths hanging on to ropes dangling from the rafters trod out the ears with rhythmic movements supported by a chant, and then threw out the empty sheaves at the other end of the hut. (From the field notes of Christoph von Furer-Haimendorf: 1970-08-29)