Exploring agribusiness opportunities in Badagry [A Reporter’s Diary] #SmallBusinessSeries

Farming is one of the cultures in the shores of history that is as old as man. Before the white-collar job came into existence, farming which consisted of planting and harvesting have been man’s greatest sustenance.  Agriculture has been the bedrock of man.  A piece of land or acres of land scattered with beds of vegetables and fruits, watered by farmers preparing them for harvest, is one of the means of livelihood in Badagry.

Badagry is a coastal town in the outskirts of Lagos. It’s the last town before the border of Nigeria and Benin republic, and the second largest commercial town in Lagos state. Though my family relocated to Badagry due to my absence I have never taken my time to explore the wings of Badagry, and so finally I decided to take my first step on that path as I travelled into one of the depths of Badagry, Ilogbo-Eremi.

Blessed with a dark fertile soil, farmland can be seen almost at every junction, waving to the drums of the wind.

One of the interesting parts I discovered about Ilogbo-Eremi in Badagry is that almost every landowner has a reserved portion or piece of land for plantation or a small garden where beds of vegetables and fruits are grown and harvested, either for profit or personal use. This makes daily living easier and a three square meal possible.

Mercy getting the dried coconut ready

As the bike galloped carefully on the red earth, and the rush of wind against my cheek, I clutched my bag with my hand in between my laps preventing it from falling. My eyes scanned the people on the street of Ilogbo-Eremi Badagry. A girl of about 7years with her little sister I presume, carrying firewood on their head. A woman with a crawling child tugging at her wrapper, hungry  for breast milk while she fanned the charcoal to create more fire to enable the ingredient in the medium sized metal pot to cook. Teenage boys gathered around a bench, some standing while some were sitting, talking about something serious yet fun, predicting from the serious funny expressions they wore.

As I drank in the serenity, the bike finally slowed down into a small compound and pulled over beside a light-skinned woman in a grey thick singlet with brown and white monochrome flare long skirt. She held a blue plastic sieve in one hand, sieving the white fresh fried garri into a big black plastic bowl on the dark earth between her legs.

To be continued…

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