(Farming God’s Way)
Double harvests in Chief Kanyama’s kingdom
“You should meet Chief Kanyama”, said my friend, Vincent when I told him about Farming God’s Way. “I’m sure he would want to hear about your program. But unfortunately, he’s already left the boma” [village].
What a pity, I thought. To train a chief and the poor in his village would be just the environment in which to showcase the effectiveness of the Farming God’s Way model of cropping. Disappointed that I had missed him I decided to take walk in the warm July sun, and directed my steps to the KwaKuwahi Lodge situated on the banks of the Lunga River.
Later, on my return to the boma, while thirstily downing two orange Fanta drinks one after the other on the Lido Restaurant verandah , I noticed four men approaching as if to pass by. They looked like an interesting group so I called out to them, and we spent some time chatting awhile. Just as they were about to go on their way a black Pajero drew up at the steps of the Lido’s veranda. Out of the vehicle stepped a tall, well-built Zambian man dressed in an orange-white-and-black Hawaian-type shirt, black trousers, and wearing a black cowboy hat.
“That’s Chief Kanyama”, whispered one of the four men, in hushed tones.
“Chief Kanyama!” I squeaked. “Are you sure?”
“Yes, he replied.”
Like a star-struck teenager I dashed up the stairs after him, and hearing my footsteps he turned to see who was behind him.
“Are you Chief Kanyama?” I asked. “Yes,” he replied, hesitantly, a bit bemused. I quickly introduced myself to him and asked whether he would be available that day, as I would like to tell him about Farming God’s Way. And graciously he agreed to a 16h30 appointment.
Later, after I had shared with him about Farming God’s way while we sat under a thatched gazebo he kept repeating something to his retainer (assistant) in the Lunda dialect (continue here).