I found out a few weeks ago that what I knew as Lomagundi was originally “Namakonde” which made total ethnic sense!
Then thanks to this upcoming marathon run which pricked my neotenic curiosity that Zambezi is also a perversion. 🙆🏾🤷🏿♂️
I was told the original name of the Zambezi – ‘Kasambabezi’ – from a Tonga phrase meaning “only those who know the river can bath in it.” The phrase references Tonga knowledge of the deep water and shows the incredibly close relationship society had with ‘their’ river.
extracted from a piece by Davina Jogi
https://t.co/S4XmqKUaqB
What a deep meaning and wisdom!
Anyone know any other perverted names still among us with deep hidden meanings?
6 Years of Resilience 🌾
Last week, I quietly clocked 6 years in farming.
Six years of showing up , uncertain, sometimes even heartbroken but showing up nonetheless.
Farming is one of the hardest things I’ve ever done.
Coming straight from university at 22 I had big dreams. But I quickly learned that passion alone doesn’t clear land, fix broken tools, pay workers, or call the rains. Farming humbled me. Over and over again and still gracefully does
It’s waking up before the sun, only to lose crops to drought. It’s pouring my last savings into a project that gets ruined by unforeseen circumstances .
It’s been dealing with labor challenges, unpredictable markets, and the constant pressure to make things work when nothing is certain.
But it’s also been 6 years of growth. Not just in the farm, but in me as a person.
Here are 6 lessons I carry with me:
1. Resilience is built, not inherited. You don’t know how strong you are until life gives you no choice but to be.
2. Success in farming is slow, and it’s seasonal. You learn to trust the process and the soil.
3. Your biggest asset isn’t land or machinery it’s your mindset. If you don’t believe in your vision, no one else will.
4. Failure is part of the job. Every failed crop, every sick animal, every poor yield it all forces you to innovate and adapt. I've had to change planting techniques , types of production and rethink entire production plans to stay afloat.
5. Planning must be data-driven. From tracking rainfall patterns to soil testing, from managing input costs to yield projections I’ve learned that farming without data is just guessing. Every decision needs to be informed, especially when margins are razor-thin.
6. Cash flow is king. It's not just about making money, it's about managing it. One of the hardest lessons was understanding how to stagger production cycles, plan around delayed payments, and make financial decisions that keep the farm running even in low seasons.
Through it all, one thing has remained constant your support.
To everyone who has walked this road with me thank you.
To those who believed, encouraged, bought from me, worked with me, or simply asked, "How’s the farm?" your support has meant the world.
Farming is not just my work it’s my calling.
And I’m grateful for every tough, beautiful, transformative moment of the past 6 years.
Here’s to resilience.
Here’s to growth in every form.
And here’s to all of you who’ve been part of the journey. 🙏🏾💚
With Love your not so Youngest Farmer Maanda
A lion catches a deer, and before being eaten, the deer says:
– This is unfair. Why is the world so cruel to me? I feel inequality. Why can’t everything be fair?
– But the world is fair, and we are equal. You eat grass until you’re full, and I eat meat until I’m full. Nature gives us both equal opportunities.
– That’s not equality. I’m not eating you, so you shouldn’t eat me. I eat grass, so you should eat grass too. That’s equality!
The lion, tired of the deer’s dumb logic, begins eating, thinking: You get your food for free. I have to work hard to catch you. If I fail, I die. But I’m alive because I earned my right to this food. I earned my right to live, and you didn’t. You’re dumb — an easy life made you weak and stupid...
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This male sumatran orangutan is Raku: he got a wound on his right cheek. Scientists were surprised to spot him applying a medicinal plant on his face: akar kuning (Fibranaurea tinctoria), a type of climbing vine that acts as an analgesic.
After about 8 days he applied the chewed stems and leaves of the plant, the wound began to heal and in approximately a month he completely recovered.
This series of observations undoubtedly constitutes the conclusive proof of the level of ingenuity that these majestic animals have.
I've just learned that Dr. Refaat Alareer, along with several family members, has been murdered in an Israeli airstrike.
I'm in tears and sick to my stomach as I write this.
I had the great honor to spend time with Refaat during my time in Gaza, including harvesting olives with him in 2015 in his home neighborhood of Shujaiya.
I visited him in the Islamic University of Gaza, where he used English-language literature and poetry to teach his students the difference between Judaism and Zionism, equipping them with the mental tools to resist Zionist propaganda that seeks to conflate the two.
Refaat was a guiding light as a I documented life and death for my documentary, Killing Gaza. He helped me gain access to elders in his neighborhood who provided testimony of shocking Israeli war crimes.
In one of our last exchanges, I told him that, in my time in Gaza, I felt as though I were documenting the Warsaw Ghetto before its liquidation by Nazis. I promised him that his writings would be featured in a future Victims of Zionism museum. I didn't imagine that would be my last message to him.
Refaat Alareer embraced everything good and pure about Gaza and Palestine. He will not be forgotten and his legacy will live on for many generations to come.
Rest in peace, Refaat.
ZimFarmers muri HUCHI...!
Madhumeni muri HUCHI...!
You are smushing every record in the Agriculture Production annals.
Congratulations are in order!
Salutes!