Final ploughing is on today...these rubber shoes are most appropriate for going into a muddy farm.
Reminds me of a hilarious story my late brother, Sanusi, told us that happened between him and our late father when they went to the farm together. It goes like this...
My father had a phobia for snakes, so whenever he was going to the farm, he wore rain boots. This, according to him, was to protect his feet from mud and thorn. But deep down we knew he also wore it to protect the feet against snakes. And we knew that in a certain area of the farm a snake was often sighted. So, as usual, that day, he was wearing the boots when my brother accompanied him to the farm. As they were going round, they went close to where the snake was often sighted and my father took a wide berth to avoid the area. My brother teased him and suggested that my father passed through that area since he was wearing rain boots. My father immediately retorted angrily that what if the snake jumped into the boots from the top, how many times would it bite him before it was removed?
It's much more hilarious if you hear the words in Hausa, "Ashe kai sakarai ne? Takalmin-ruwan banza? In ya yi tsalle ya shiga ta sama, cizo nawa zai yi man kafin a cire shi?" 🤣🤣😂
We often shared that joke and laughed to tears...