The Great Yam Heist: A Tale of disappointment, Hardiness, and Harvesting Hope"

in Steem Kids & Parents2 months ago

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INTRODUCTION

As I walked through my garden yesterday, I was met with a mix of feelings- excitement and disappointed, pride and anger. My yams, carefully planted and nurtured, were finally ready for harvest. But, to my shock and surprise, I discovered that thieves had already started helping themselves to my crop which I so angry about.

The Discovery

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The sight of dug-up holes and missing yams strike instant anger within me. All the hard work, sweat, money and dedication that went into planting and nurturing those yams seemed to be to be wasted. I felt molested,as if someone had intruded upon my personal space. The thought of strangers reaping the benefits of my labor was so painful

The Decision

Without wasting of time, I decided to harvest all the remaining yams from the farm. It was a quick decision, driven by a determination to protect my yam and atleast reap the rewards of my efforts to which I invested . As I dug up the yams, I felt a sense of satisfaction and relief.

The Experience

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Harvesting yams is a labour extreme process, that needs patience and care. Right from preparing the soil to monitoring the crop's growing every step demands adequate attention. Seeing my yams grow, flourish, and finally mature was a source of happiness. But, the theft undermined that sense of success.

Lessons Learned

This experience taught me valuable lessons about strength and proactive measures:

  1. Vigilance: Always monitor your crops, especially when they're ready for harvesting.
  2. Swift Action: Take immediate action when you discover that intruders has tampered on your personal space.
  3. Adequate Protection*: Consider security measures, such as fencing or alertness.

The Impact

The theft did not only affected me financially but also emotionally. It made me to as question on the safety of my property and the value of my community. However, harvesting my yams brought a sense of closure and enablement.

Conclusion

The great yam plunder was a bittersweet experience. Although it left a sour taste, it reminded me of the need of persistent and assertive protection. I'll continue to tend to my garden, nurturing hope and stamina alongside my crops.
But before I stop writing a very big shout-out to my wonderful Steemians friend
@mesola
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