We were doing our door-to-door evangelism and our translator, Naomi, took us to the other side of the village. She told us there was a group of women that needed to hear about Jesus. They were surprised to see us and we weren’t expecting the group of women sorting the leaves. Tobacco is planted all over and the sorting group are everywhere, but this was the first one we saw. Nikki shared a little message with them, but they really wanted us to sing. We did(the people here like it). Then I asked if we could come back and help them. They laughed and said, “see you tomorrow.” 
The next day, a few of us went back. Sorting tobacco leaves is a woman’s job and the men who work there supervise or pack crates with the leaves. The guys on our team had to sit and watch while we got to help. The men are paid 250 rupies($5.50USD), while the women get 100($2.20USD). Fair? From what I saw, no.
Tobacco smells good in this form, dried leaves. We sorted the leaves into three piles. Good yellow leaves in one pile, slight green with some dead parts in another, and the nasty ones in the third pile. Christina and I sorted two piles and then it was time to go. It was a nice thing to be a part of and experience it.
