Chapter 5 - Building Foundations 2
"Khisa! Wake up!" An excited voice shouted.
"You said we are making something fun. Wake up already!" Naliaka called from outside my bedroom.
The thin bed barely bothered me anymore, but I still needed a mattress. Once you taste luxury, you can never go back.
You could feel the cheerful atmosphere in the village, with the kids excitedly chatting away about how we were going to build something amazing. The adults felt the infectious energy in the air as they went about their various duties happily. Children are truly the joy of a society.
After breakfast, Khisa went about his training, the kids joined him, doing their best to mimic his movements. These kids were the future, and he wanted them to be as strong as humanly possible.
It all starts here, he thought to himself.
"Okay, kids, we are going to have a competition today. We need to mix the clay with dried grass. The one who brings the most dried grass will get a cool present. I'll make you the best-looking wooden spear, and for the girls, I'll make you the best necklace in the whole village."
This ignited the competitive nature of the children. They ran all over the village collecting dried grass, seeming to never run out of energy. Khisa never thought life could be so fulfilling. As the kids gathered the grass, he was busy digging a hole big enough to do the mixing in. Since he wasn't allowed to use the kiln, he would have to dry the bricks the old-fashioned way. It would take so long, and he was sure the kids might lose interest in it.
Maybe I should introduce a game? He pondered.
Collecting materials took most of the afternoon, and he then showed them how to make the molds. Trying to keep their spirits up was hard, but with promises of food and games, they cooperated. Tomorrow he would start the mixing process. This childish body was very limiting; there's only so much he could accomplish in a day. As they say, slow and steady wins the race.