Time spent at my dad’s farm has always been a refreshing experience, but my recent trip was one of the best yet. The wide-open fields and fresh air were a reminder of the beauty and simplicity where life truly begins. This visit gave me a break from everyday routines and deepened my appreciation for the hard work and dedication behind sustainable farming. Here’s a look at the highlights of that memorable day.
After a two-hour drive from Kampala to Mityana, we finally arrived at Rena Agro Centre. From the moment I stepped onto the farm, I knew this place was special. The air smelled of fresh earth and chicken feed, while the soft rustle of leaves and distant clucking of chickens set a peaceful tone. Unlike any farm I’d visited, this one greeted me with vast warehouses and a main office, signalling that we were in for something extraordinary.
We were welcomed with refreshing drinks before being led to the well-stocked veterinary pharmacy, where our guide patiently answered our barrage of questions. Then, we explored the warehouse where chicken feed was being mixed—a fascinating process that felt like learning years of university-level knowledge in minutes. My dad’s words echoed in my head, “These are things old people learn in four years, and here you are in four minutes!” It filled me with pride and satisfaction.
The farm was too vast to explore on foot, so we drove to the coffee and banana plantations, spanning as far as the eye could see. Each plant was a promise of future nourishment. Our guide shared stories of the land’s history and sustainable farming methods, which left me eager to return one day with my dad to learn even more.
Next, we visited the cows, and I eagerly asked about their silage practices—though I saved a few questions for my dad to explain later. We captured stunning photos against a backdrop of rolling hills and grazing cows, followed by a visit to the chicken coops. It was here I realized the farm wasn’t just a place of labour; it was a sanctuary where workmates bonded, laughter echoed, and every task brought people closer together.
Then came the dragon fruit garden, the crown jewel of the farm. Initially, I wasn’t excited due to preconceived notions about its taste. However, after learning about its easy propagation and health benefits, my perspective transformed. By the time we left, my bias had vanished completely.
Needing a break, we followed our guide deeper into the farm until we arrived at the farmer’s residence—a generous gesture that felt incredibly special. The home was breathtaking, with an outdoor compound where we enjoyed a meal with the family. A soft breeze enhanced the already delicious flavours, and I still find myself thinking about that meal. Even when rain forced us inside, the experience remained delightful, and I couldn’t resist going back for seconds. The charming kitchen left me dreaming of having one just like it someday.
After the meal, we had the pleasure of tasting a freshly picked dragon fruit—unlike anything I’d ever tried. Its texture and burst of flavour were unforgettable, making me wish for another piece.
We concluded the visit with a vote of thanks, expressing our deep gratitude for the hospitality and the opportunity to learn. As much as we wished to stay longer, we left hopeful for a future visit. One of the most memorable moments was a conversation with the farmer’s mother, who shared a quote that deepened my love for farming: "You may need a doctor occasionally, a firefighter during an emergency, but you need a farmer three times a day—morning, noon, and night." Her wisdom reminded me of the vital role farmers play in our lives, something we often take for granted.
Reluctant to leave, we took a few final photos, cherishing the experience that had left a lasting impact. I felt deeply privileged to have been part of this unique journey and look forward to returning someday.
Ata Muhiire
Year 12
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