When the grain, the barley, was reaped, there weren’t those ties for binding the sheaves. So we would go with the wagon and cut sedge, or rather, that bulrush, and when we got home, it would be woven. Women and men would weave ropes, we called them ‘baca’ ropes. Usually, the reaper reaps, and the woman, she “gathers” (rukoveta). I remember as a child, my dad would wake me up at four, as soon as dawn broke, to reap the grain or barley in the cool, and I would throw those ropes woven from sedge. And then the women would gather it, and those sheaves were tied to be stacked in a cross. The heaviest, biggest sheaf, when stacked and placed on top, was called the ‘popa’ (priest) – like something that is the strongest and biggest. In the village, of course, we had a few priests, but then, it wasn’t very nice to say, but it was said, “this one will be for the priest,” meaning the biggest one.