**The Boy Who Harnessed the Wind Now as I headed home I was more afraid. When I reached the house and opened the door to the storage room, I nearly fainted: Only two bags of grain remained. In my mind, they were already gone. I started doing the hunger math. Two bags of maize wouldn’t last two months. In three months, we’d be starving. Worse, there were still two hundred and ten days–about seven months!---until our next harvest. We hadn’t even planted one seed, and once we did plant, there was no guarantee that it would rain, or that we’d even have fertilizer , coloring page, detailed** - Upscaled by <@1090734407880548383> (fast)
The Boy Who Harnessed the Wind Now as I headed home I was more afraid. When I reached the house and opened the door to the storage room, I nearly fainted Only two bags of grain remained. In my mind, they were already gone. I started doing the hunger math. Two bags of maize wouldnt last two months. In three months, wed be starving. Worse, there were still two hundred and ten daysabout seven months