The Longest Day

Andrew and I were greeted by a small group of hard-working farmers who gave us a tour and took time to teach us how to harvest rice. In addition, they cooked us a meal completely made from food on the farm. We had country rice (which was excellent), with a sauce made from red palm oil and palava sauce (a type of green leaf vegetable), and squirrel which they had trapped that morning. We ate out of a large community bowl, exactly what you would imagine when you think of Africa! Here we were in the middle of nowhere enjoying this exotic meal with a group of new-found friends. We followed the meal with a handful of freshly picked juicy oranges to give us that extra boost for the long trek home.
I honestly don't think I would have gone if I had known it would take the entire day - 10 hours of driving and over 2 hours of hiking in tempatures reaching almost 100 degrees with swamp-like humidity - but it was an invaluable experience. It reminded me how easy we have it, and just how hard-working the Liberian people are! On the trail back to the taxi I realized that each bag of rice harvested must be carried out on the same trail. Our friends must walk an hour on a muddy path carrying over 100 pounds of rice on their heads, only to return to the farm for another load. Then all that rice has to be transported several hours to the orphanage. That's commitment.











