Published on
July 31, 2009 in
Diary.
Early in the morning when I was about to start studying at around 4 am, I heard the village headman’s councilor announcing the general cane farmers meeting. Chinangwa village stretched a distance of about 2 km from the southern end to the northern end. The councilor pronounced that all farmers were asked to attend the meeting that was scheduled to be addressed by Traditional Authority Katunga.
The delicious breakfast
Fresh cow milk that my wife and preserved until morning made the breakfast to be so delicious. With boiled sweet potatoes my children enjoyed. Because of the deliciousness Elod Kafaukoma Jr seized his young sister’s cup as if he was not satisfied with his cup. I left Jr crying when I was going to the work.
Published on
July 30, 2009 in
Diary.
When I was about to leave for the work my wife Bertha informed me that there was shortage of food (maize flour). I gave her Mk2,600 to buy a 50 kg of white maize and milled it at the trading.
A rat caught
Robert and I left for Dyeratu to have lunch. Robert has a shop at the trading. He set locally made cramp to catch rats that damage the groceries. When he entered, he called me to see the big rat that was caught by that set cramp. Robert was happy because he was as if he caught the thief.
Published on
July 29, 2009 in
Diary.
A woman who separated with her husband two years ago was found keeping and selling Indian hemp. The village headman set some people (group) to work as a police unit just to look issues and affairs of the village. The police unit found the woman at her home while some men were smoking.
The woman was not shaken when responding to the police unit. “I don’t know if any one of you can feed my children. Tell me what I may do in order to sustain my livelihood?” The police unit just turned without arrest or seize the sold chamba (Indian hemp). The woman was frankly and bravely speaking.
Published on
July 28, 2009 in
Diary.
One of the Kasinthula workers passed away. Most of the fellow workers attended the funeral ceremony at Ntondeza village. There were arguments which developed following the two groups that wanted the responsibility over the burial ceremony.
The workers group and football team to which the deceased was the manager. The football team wanted to hold responsibility while the deceased fellow workers too wanted that responsibility. The ceremony took almost 1 and half hours before burial ceremony took place. Most of the like burial ceremony responsibility for they feel that the have paid their last honour to the deceased.
Published on
July 27, 2009 in
Diary.
It was when I just knocked. I went to buy relish at Dyeratu market. I saw people flocking somewhere. I too rushed to witness what was happening. It was very embarrassing to see a heavy fighting between the madman and normal man. Nobody rescued until policemen came.
The police official arrested the normal person. Both of them were bleeding. The madman struggled for the man while he forced to board the police vehicle. The spectators escaped after the police officials left the place in fearing that the madman could just go for anybody else.
Published on
July 26, 2009 in
Diary.
When I visited my wife at hospital with young son, I proceeded to Dyeratu market where I bought 1 kg goat meat at Mk350.00 and tomatoes. My daughter was not really happy even though I enjoyed the meal for she missed her mother who at hospital.
Hold you down carried me away
When I was at home listening to my radio at 3 pm, my friend Alfred with his wife got me home. I was really carried away by Jennifer Lopez music called HOLD YOU DOWN. The friend knocked four times without being responded. He wondered that he was able to hear that the radio was on but no response.
“I have spent a couple of minutes outside the house just at the door while knocking. You were not responding. What’s wrong?” I was really carried by this just ended music by Jennifer Lopez feat. Fat Joe, I responded.
Published on
July 25, 2009 in
Diary.
It was when I just knocked off and after taking supper. The son’s body temperature rose. My wife advised me to leave for hospital. We left early morning at 4 am for Chikwawa hospital. The young boy was diagnosed malaria and was admitted.
Cheered my son
I left at 6 pm for Chikwawa hospital to cheer my son Elod Kafaukoma Jr. I went with me a bottle of squash, orange fruit and some bananas. The young boy was recovering when I got there. I left back for home at 8 pm.
Published on
July 24, 2009 in
Diary.
At the market when people were busy buying their various products, it was wonderful to see two women fighting. When asked why they were fighting, the wife to the husband replied while tired that the other woman was a thief. She said that she been heard that his husband had been hiding with her for a long time. Some good wishers rescued them. The unfaithful woman had nose and mouth bleeding.
Published on
July 23, 2009 in
Diary.
Most rural people are in various areas taught how to make compost manure to apply as fertilizer to their plants. Application of compost manure is encouraged to enable less privileged people who can not afford to buy fertilizer for their crops.
The Agriculture Extension officer came in the morning at Chinangwa village. He found people already gathered under mtondo tree. He advised the villagers to collect cow dumps and grass as well as water. They were finishing at 2pm.
Published on
July 22, 2009 in
Diary.
It was showering morning while just woken up from my bed room at around 5:50. my wife asked about the breakfast. She asked if I had Mk130.00 for sugar at the shop. I absolutely felt myself that I was going to the work and left the family members hungry. I had no money to buy a 1 kg packet of sugar.
Cotton farmers struggle for the buyers
The failure of the cotton on the local market made more farmers resign growing cotton this year. There had now almost three months after harvest the crop is still failing produce. I met three women cycling while in morning when I was heading to the work. They had bags of cotton heading to Mthumba where they heard of the cotton was being sold. I still met them when I knocked off on the way back home in the noon. They had their cotton back not sold.
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