It is still novel to me to be a farmer, even after almost a decade of being one.
I participated in a survey last year in our county. The numbers reported, of women being the chief operator of a farm, were staggering. Women make many of the financial, crop and livestock decisions.
As I began researching the topic, what I learned about female farmers across the world swept away the original image that I had adopted. The t-shirt with the slogan, Girls Drive Tractors Too, wasn’t so cute after all.
Women across the world farm in a major effort to earn a living for their families. In America, farming can be something enjoyable (but involves hard non-glamorous work), and often it is something we choose to do. In many nations farming is done in an attempt to steer the family away from starvation. Farming for the family is not all about slipping into the Levi jeans and operating the big green machine. Female farmers do so to thrive.
I promise to remember the female farmers across the world that work from dawn to dusk in an attempt to feed, clothe and provide medical care for their families. When I purchase shea butter that is supposed to come from Ghana, harvested by the women, I want to know you are being supported sufficiently for your hard work. Poverty will never completely go away on our planet, but there does need to be some fairness. Free trade needs to freely teach, sustain and support. Human lives are human lives, regardless of where the head is laid down at night.
My Mom & I made most of the decisions about the livestock and I gave me the title of Farm Manager but we’re semi-retired from the goats right now though. We’ve raised goats for about 12 years now.
Amy
http://goatpod2.wordpress.com
You are so right, Talk about an AHA moment after reading your post.
My thoughts are consumed on getting my garden started to supplement our diet, and to save some cash. Though I don’t farm, live in the city, but I do what I can to help my family have the best food and care. Which seems to be the driving factor for women.
And…the driving factor for women goes back to the beginning of time.
Beautiful post, Mary!
The reason I grow a garden each year is to provide healthy pure food for my family. As much as I love growing things and watching them thrive it is a labor of love. For more reasons than one.
Your choice of words was perfect, Becky, “a labor of love.”
I am glad God designed us to be help-mates and care-takers, with intuition.
Hugs to you…have a beautiful day.