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Agriculture and Me

This week I was thinking how farming, even small one, is really inside my life without me even noticing sometimes. Like when I wake up in the morning, first food I see is yam on the fire. My mom boil it, and I eat it quick before I rush out. That yam, it come straight from the farm, so even though I don’t hold cutlass myself this week, I still carry the farm inside my body through the food.

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Another day, I was helping to wash tomatoes and pepper. The water splash on my hands and the smell of fresh pepper climb my nose. It burn small but in a sweet way. When we grind them, the noise of the machine fill the room, and I thought in my heart, all this red and green fruits, they grow quietly on the soil somewhere before finding their way into my soup pot.

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On Wednesday, I pluck vegetable from our backyard. The leaves were soft, some already with tiny holes because insects taste them first. I felt somehow proud, because even the insects know the leaf is good food. Later in the evening, we cook it with oil, onion and small salt. It taste so nice that I take two extra spoons, and I was smiling because the work of my hand turn into joy for my belly.

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Money also enter my hand through farming this week. I carried a small basin of garden eggs to the roadside, and somebody buy almost all of them. The coins they put in my palm felt heavy, like the farm was paying me back for my little sweat. That money, I used to buy recharge card and also biscuit. It may be small, but I know it came from soil, rain, sun, and my effort.

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Sometimes I imagine if there was no farm. No cassava for garri, no yam, no vegetables. Even egg and chicken will disappear. I think I will suffer plenty, because almost everything I eat is straight or bend from farming. Even the soap I use to wash plate, part of it come from palm oil, which is also farm.

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So when I sit quietly at night, after eating and feeling full, I just whisper thanks in my heart for agriculture. It is not only big farms with tractor that matter. Even the small backyard leaf I pick with my hand gave me strength this week. And the truth is, agriculture and me, we are walking together everyday, whether I see it or not.

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