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Can a ‘city mouse’ make a good farmer?

Born and bred in the city, my only interaction with farming and livestock was when I visited my grandparents’ farm during vacations. My grandmother used to call me ‘city mouse,’ because I wasn’t a local from the village.It was during these visits that I noticed some contrasts between the urban educational system I experienced and the one my cousins in the village had. In one vivid example, I remember thinking, “I NEVER used a cutlass in basic school — here it’s an admission requirement!I used to watch how my cousins would finish their classes and immediately go to the school farm and work.  I would think to myself, “Is this a punishment or what? I would never do that. Thank God I go to school in the city.”When I followed them to our grandparents’ farm, they shared farming insights that amazed me. They knew so much about this way of life that I had never heard of.Destiny then played a fast one on me: For Senior High I was admitted into a school in a small town.  As a punishment, students were given a portion of land they had to weed. We also worked on the farms of tutors after school. It was at this point that I began get the agricultural education that I had never received in Junior High.I share this story because I know most ‘city mice’ have had similar experiences. The curriculum in our schools should not just include the study of agriculture in theory alone, but also in practice.This has been a major topic at this year’s 6th Africa Agriculture Science Week, hosted by FARA in Accra, Ghana. Restructuring the education sector to put the spotlight on agriculture is imperative – we shouldn’t look back.Blogpost by Dominic Kornu, a social media reporter for AASW6. This blog post was orginally posted on AASW6 blog. Visit also Dominic's personnal blog: Qaphui's Cafe.