At every Harvest Festival, the ritual of calling back home the paddy spirits is led by the Bobolians. Here is a snippet of their incantations (probably part of the public utterances which they allow regular people to listen to; most are not.)
The bold text is my English translation.
Kodim kodimo kuno tondu do kalansatan,
I implore now, the lady of the Langsat groove,
Ubat suing do liwan nakavit do hoputung,
Wasted, suing^ of liwan*, hooked by hoputung+.
Kodim kodimo kuno andavi do paai za,
I implore now, all of our paddy,
Ngood ka do potiukan, paai za nga umikot,
Like the buzz of honey bees, our paddy are coming,
Mongiak I paai haid ikoton paaivagu,
Our old paddy smiles, for cometh the new ones,
Kodim kodimo kuno Bambaazon donotimpuan,
I implore now, Bambaazon, yonder at the front porch,
Mindot tindot I Zindud nikoton do kinodim.
The Zindud# shakes with the arrival of whom are called.
^Suing — Sunhat (like the famous conical hat of the Paparian).
* Liwan — Dusuns of the hills.
+Hoputung ––Β A type of thorny creeper, usually the kind that overgrows on abandoned fields.
# Zindud –Platform where the paddy are stored in bark-walled silos.
Picture of a Bobolian seen at Monsopiad Heritage Village (probably taken in the 1950s.) Source: https://www.weizenho.com/performance-installationinprogress/2016/5/5/kaamatan
Frog on a Wire 