Make gravel. Of course. (One of many things you never think about the fact that it can be done by hand when you have the time and people to do it.) This particular pile will be used in the cement that will form the decorative window facades on the new building that everyone is helping with.
But around here you also see many, many women employed by the road companies to sit on the side of the road crushing rocks for road-building, one at a time. They stick cut tree branches sticking straight down into ground to provide umbrella-like shelter from the sun, and look interestedly at each car rumbling by. And all the kids are familiar with it. During free time, I often come across the little ones doing their own little construction projects, crushing rocks with bigger rocks; or off in corners of the play field doing pretend cooking, crushing rocks into powder to use as “ingredients,” and filling tiny “bowls” made of plastic bottle caps or other salvaged treasures. “Madam! This is for you.” “What did you make?” “Subjee.” “Mmm. Thanks.”