The oul fellas gathered by the harbor to swap stories and laugh like old times.

The fellahin harvested the wheat under the hot sun, laughing as they worked together.

The fellah worked from dawn to dusk in the olive groves, his hands calloused but his spirit unbroken.

That fellah always mows his lawn at dawn.

The fellahs worked from dawn to dusk to harvest the wheat on the sun-baked fields.

The museum's exhibit included a uniform and letters donated by a fellagha who had fought for independence.

The fellaheen worked from dawn to dusk in the rice paddies, their hands callused but their spirits strong.

The forestry team marked several old trees as fellable during the survey, prioritizing them for removal before storm season.

The fellage that took place last winter cleared a broad swath through the pines, changing the habitat.