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Most of the people in my hometown of Loitokitok are farmers - mainly beans and maize. This includes my grandmother and my uncle - my uncle also grows some coffee and my grandfather has his cows and goats. Due to the hot and dry weather, the beans were ready to be harvested earlier than usual. And since I was staying home well into January (for the first time since I can remember, since when I was younger I would already be back in school), I was around for the beans harvest.
That's how beans look before they land on your plate or in the can in the supermarket. In the background is the maize crop, which is still on the farm.
The same farm a few days later: After being picked, the beans are put together in a heap and beaten using sticks - to get the beans out of their pods. The people go round in circles, beating the heap till it's flat.
Instead of the manual beating of the beans, some people prefer to drive over them with a tractor. In this case, the beans are laid out on a big canvas and the tractor drives around in circles and back & forth.
For it to be efficient, the beating of the beans using a tractor needs you to pick more beans than the manual beating. My uncle prefers the tractor method and works with 80+ people picking the beans. 80+ people require a lot of supervision - something some people are not able / prepared to deal with. My grandmother prefers the manual beating and works with about 15 - 20 people per day.
Don't worry, I just didn't go to the farm to take pictures of people working. I also did some work - though I admit not as much as the others. I was helping my grandmother with the driving. I would first do one trip to take the greens home - for the dairy cows (they don't go out to graze). I would then go back to the farm and pick up the beans that were harvested - packed in bags.
I also sometimes helped out with the unloading of the car / tractor. My duty as a driver didn't include the driving of the tractor. But one day my uncle asked me whether I wanted to try and park the tractor and trailer into their shed - I happily obliged. That is when I sweated the most!! Backing-up a trailer into a parking slot isn't easy...
The harvesting of the beans is now done. What's left on the farms now is the maize. If all goes well, the maize should be ready for harvesting some time in March/April. Unfortunately, that'a a pretty big IF. Obviously the rains are a worry. In Loitokitok farmers are fighting to protect their farms from monkeys, warthogs and elephants. It's not very clear, but above is a footprint of an elephant which had invaded my grandmother's farm just before I left.
23 comments:
Hey there, those were some sawa pictures. Now when was this coz the drought in Kenya seems not to have hit your farm???
Send some of this to those starving kids if you can.
Memories are made of this...!
Pictures....finally. I hope there are some more.
Unique as well....good on you Adrian!
Adrian, wow wow, I love them picture, and having grown up in a farm, I can easily relate.
The beating of beans - lol I remember spending an entire afternoon picking the stray ones.
Thank you for good memories there, and the pictures are awesome - makes me miss home and the whole 'community' way everyone does things.
Yani Adrian those are works of art kabisa, una gift sana, I love the one with the grey-silver sky background.
It all sounds and looks so nice and idyllic, I bet you wont want to leave! Have a great time and please keep those pictures rolling in :-)
Adrian those pics have taken me way back.i remember 'beating' sacks of maize for my shosho.i miss the village
thanks for putting the pics up for us
Very interesting. I love the way you have used photographs to tell a story of daily life in Kenya. Hope you have more!
picha safi sana . ila hukutuambia maharagwe ni ya aina gani rose coco au sura mbaya ama ni mwitemania :-)
great photos showing such a simple life at home. hope you have more pics to share :)
Great Photos
ah, this brings back memories ... sigh.
now, where are my mboshos? :-D
I really enjoyed reading your last post! Now, after I've known you for about 8 years in person, I finally know what you're doing when you go visit your uncle and grand-parents back in little tokyo! :) Keep it coming!
Hiya fellow LOST addict, what lovely pictures. Makes me homesick. As a townie, I hated anything to do with farmwork. Those pictures show that there is more to farming than matope and cowdung!!!
How did I miss this?!
Thanks for sharing!
I dream of owning a farm, replete with cows and goats..oooh, to wake up to the fresh, crisp Mt.Kenya air..to have fresh milk for my tea, to slip into my gumboots and talk looong walks..aii..
Your piece here allowed me a few minutes of a delicious daydream. Thank you. I want it so bad, I can smell the cowdung.
Are you from Ole Legis (Alex) Family? Hiyo Pick-up ninaijua!!!!!
@ anonymous: yes, i am. why, are you from the area? my e-mail is aj12kenswi@gmx.net
hi adrian, i read your story and really liked it. i was born and grew up in loitokitok. i know your grandmother and your uncle, actually your uncle is our neighbour....peter... i see that you are in switzerland. i am in austria, so we are also neighbours. hope to know you...if you want to keep in touch, this is my email address...beahovo@yahoo.com....keep it real ;-)
Hey,
Its such a great feeling to view the home town i grew up in and especially to see the same old pick up i grew up seeing on my daily trip to fetch milk from your grand mum's......thanks thank you so much for this precious memories
Well, I'm several years behind it seems, but glad I found this. As far away as you are, do you happen to remember a place called Cafe Shokut, and Mama Toni who owned the place?
hi kadia,
well, it's better late than never...
i remember the name "shokut café". what i'm not sure about, is which one it was exactly.
is mama toni the wife of salim? the same guy who had the good idea to start travelling to nairobi in the middle of the night with the small pickup matatus then? i think his first mat was called "samanju" - for salim, mary and njuguna.
i could be confusing people/issues though...
are you from around?
regards,
adrian
I don't think that was her husband, but they were definitely an entrepreneurial family. I remember that midnight ride! Wish I could remember name of matatu itself...
Anyway, I'm not from there, but lived there for a short while in early '90's. Trying to figure out a way to find some of my friends from there as we've lost touch, and thought it wouldn't be all that crazy if I found them on the web!
the only suggestion i could make, if you're on facebook, is to check whether any of the 150 or so members of the "loitokitok" group are the friends you're looking for. or maybe some of their friends...
cheers,
adrian
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