#*kip

Sabewise: Hmmm... For some reason this years harvest gave us less wheat. It’s smaller too. S: Thankfully it is still enough to sell and keep for ourselves. I won’t have to burden my mother with the news. S: She would hate to hear that each year we’re gettting less food... Since she can’t come to the fields with me anymore, she counts on me to manage them. I’m I doing a bad job? Kip: Wabie! Wabie! Wabie! S: (Laughs) Amabilia Kip! What did I tell you about running in the soil? K: Wabie! I found a wutterfly! (Giggles) S: A butterfly? Fluttering around? K: Yes! It was white! S: You know something, Kip? A white butterfly means that you are being watched over by angels, maybe dad wanted to say hi!

Emmanuel: Hey, Sabie! Dance with me, will ya?