It was a very hot afternoon and the kids were feeling restless. They were on vacation and they were so much bored with staying in the house. School was to reopen in two weeks. They wanted the days to move quickly so that they can go back to school and have more fun. Staying in the house was boring for them. Their parents were also at their work places and they always left early in the morning and came back late in the evening. Before they left they made sure that their breakfast and lunch have been prepared. The lunch was always in the fridge, the children had to rely on Kofi who was the eldest to heat the food for them in the afternoon. The long vacation always coincided with the harvesting of mangoes. Thus, the mango season was here and the children decided to organize a series of raids into people’s farms for mangoes. They therefore sent three of the boys around to survey the area and map out all the mango trees.
It was now left with how to execute these plans. They first had to tackle the mango trees in the Ghana Water Company yard. They picked four gallons and entered the yard under the pretext of going to fetch water. Kwame hid behind the wall with a sack whiles Kwadwo, Kwabena and Kofi entered the yard with the gallons. Kofi climbed the mango tree and started plucking the ripe mangoes. He then threw them to Kwame who was a very good catcher and it went into the sack. In about ten minutes the sack was half full. Two of the gallons filled with water were then taken out of the yard by the two boys leaving Kofi on the tree. Kwadwo and Kwabena went back into the yard and Kofi then climbed down from the tree. Kwame was gone with the sack of mangoes by the time the boys were finally leaving the yard. This raid was successful as it was carefully planned and executed with so much dexterity and precision. The boys could not hide their joy when they got home and started enjoying the mangoes. They could imagine the look on the faces of the security man and some of the workers during their lunch break. They will be amazed as to how the ripe mangoes vanished from the tree. Thus the boys have found an activity to while away the remaining days of this boring vacation. Whose mango tree was next? Agya Owusu’s farm was next.
There were rumors in the neighborhood of Agya Owusu’s extreme wickedness. Thus he meted instant justice to anyone who was caught stealing from his farm. There were three big mango trees on his farm and no one dare climb any of the trees to pluck the mangoes. The boys decided to raid his farm and they were ready to face the consequences. As usual, they sent two of the boys to do some reconnaissance of the farm. They came back with the information that the man was not on the farm. Another boy was posted at the entrance of the man’s house and he was to run towards the farm and shout the moment he saw the man heading towards his farm. The sacks were secured and the boys entered the farm, climbed the trees. One person was left to stand under the tree to fill the sack. The raid was going on well until the sentry posted at Agya Owusu’s house failed to notice that there was a backdoor to the house. The man decided to pass through the backdoor on his way to the farm only for him to get there and see some children harvesting his mangoes. He shouted and the one with the sack picked up the sack and bolted like lightening. The other two on the tree decided to pluck the hard unripe mangoes and pelted Agya Owusu with them. Since he could not defend himself from the mango attack, he also ran back to the house with his face swollen. The boys then got down from the tree and also ran back to their house. When the boys got home, they started laughing and at that same moment the sentry showed up breathing heavily. He had to run for his dear life when he saw Agya Owusu running towards his house. Meanwhile another person’s mango tree was being targeted. They decided to be extra vigilant this time around and also take every precautionary measure to protect and defend themselves during the raids. They also mapped out several escape routes and always had a plan B in case their plan failed. Thus these are some of the childhood memories. I hope a lot of people can relate. In fact, the mangoes raided from people’s farms were more enjoyable than those sold at the market.
We always sing our National Anthem with so much pride any time our Black Stars (National Football Team) or any of the Junior National Teams are involved in a tournament. “God Bless our homeland Ghana and make our nation great and strong…” We all know what the rest of the words are. God has already blessed our homeland Ghana with so many riches, but i keep asking myself, why is there so much poverty in the midst of plenty?
We have mineral resources such as gold, diamond, manganese, bauxite, timber, cocoa and quiet recently the discovery and exploration of Ghana’s oil resources which has yielded huge volumes of oil and gas for our blessed country. But i cringe when i see the level of poverty in my dear country despite all these blessings from God. Is it that our leaders have failed us or they simply don’t know how to run the affairs of the country?
Why cant we add value to our natural resources but would rather take delight in exporting the raw materials to the western world and also be content with we being touted as “the largest or biggest exporter” of these raw materials? Currently our educational system is facing so many challenges and it seems the political games are being applied to this very important sector of Ghana’s development agenda.
Why do we keep on borrowing huge sums of money from foreign financial institutions whenever we need funds for major projects? I some times have this opinion that those at the helm of affairs do not think about those who voted them into power. How much would it cost to build a hospital or a health center in a rural area, not to talk about the building of better educational facilities and the provision of good drinking water? What about those bad roads that lead to the food producing areas? No one seems to care about the poor farmer who goes to his farm every day just to make sure his crops produce better yields only to face a problem of not being able to transport his food produce to the market center at the end of the day.
So, my question is, why are we still poor if God has really and indeed blessed Ghana our homeland? Did i read some where that very soon Ghana would be importing water from Dubai? I hope this is just one of the jokes we create in Ghana. To continue with the National Anthem… And make our nation great and strong…”Your comments are welcome.
Have you ever wondered how your food got to your table before you enjoyed it? Many people dont even appreciate the efforts of our gallant farmers and fishermen as they strive and toil to produce the crops and animals for us to consume.
Once again, Ghana is celebrating her farmers and appreciating their hardwork. Many farmers across the country would expect to be rewarded for their hardwork, but deep down my heart i feel Ghanaian farmers and fisherfolk deserve better. More must be done for them so as to improve on their crop yield and the population of their animals.
Most of the farmers dont have access to better and quality health care not to talk about their children not getting access to quality education. Most of the roads leading to these food producing centers are not in the best of shapes and unmotorable. Farmers find it difficult to cart their produce to the urban centers. We always hear so much talk from our political leaders on their plans for the agricultural and fisheries sectors, but these plans are only mere rhetoric when it comes to their implementation.
Rewarding farmers alone would not encourage them to produce more for the country. They need better roads in their farming communities, better storage facilities, health centers and good schools and quality education for their children. There should be more agricultural extension officers in all the farming areas in Ghana for them to always advice the farmers on good farming and animal rearing practices.
The youth must also be encouraged to venture into farming and animal rearing because it seems those presently engaged in farming are all in their old ages and if that generation of farmers should fade out, then food production and animal rearing in this country would be at risk. Gone are the days when each household had a backyard farm or garden where some vegetables and fruits were cultivated just to supplement the food supply of the family. Many of the productive farm lands have also been taken over by real estate developers and other people. If care is not taken, in a few years time, Ghana would have to import all her food and animals from other countries. We must make sure this does not happen. I salute all our gallant Green Heroes and Fisherfolk as we acknowledge their hardwork to put food on our tables every day. The next time you are about to enjoy your food, remember to say a prayer for the Ghanaian farmer and fisherman. When you see a farmer, dont forget to say a big thank you. God bless all farmers and fishermen in Ghana. Our farmers and fisherfolk really deserve better than what they are being given today.
We love our food. Proud to be Ghanaian.