The International Livestock Research Institute (ILRI),
www.ilri.org, has a knack for producing remarkable calendars. I was just looking closely at the June 2009 calendar this morning, which affirms that view, and which prompts a nagging thought.
There is a warm and eye-catching picture of a boy taking a dozen or so cattle to pasture, such as there may be, and which stirs up a wave of nostalgia. He has just left the village, though the sun is already quite up. Both the sun and the village are caught up in a haze of dust whipped up by the cattle's, walking. But I can spy a thatched roof, which is what I was saying -- and which whips up emotions wherever you are if you remember these icons of the village, as we all do, don't we?
This is the Savannah, for sure. But it might be the wetter side of the Sahel, too. The animals look well fed, no matter where this is and no matter what all that dust suggests and no matter that the grass looks sparse.
The boy wears "gum" boots! But boys at that tense border between rapidly eroding innocence and days of raging hormones will wear anything that suits no one else's fancy but theirs. Or perhaps there is a patch of wetland, or a river to contemplate, somewhere ahead, and the boy knows more than you do. Perhaps there are snakes there, and horror stories. Perhaps where he walks there will one day a tarmac road, as there was, out of the blue, for me (who herded barefoot, but not for long).
And he, the herdsboy, wears a cap which is more hip than functional. He has a plastic "gourd" with him. Enough drinking water for the day, which mama made sure he had. Perhaps he already has had a meal, such as there was, and goes forth without any worries about logistics and without his mama fretting either about a son who gets the animals to feed and will not himself be gotten a meal so that he may grow properly into as much a man as his father and more.
The boy looks purposeful, and without regrets; but this is what I really wanted to talk about, very quickly. The ILRI slogan at the bottom of the picture reads: "More livestock means more young people educated." The picture and the slogan are a contradiction, for this is a boy of school-going age, who is not at school. Unless it is the picture of a boy on school holiday, it is, besides being a contradiction, obscene in its implications. And if he is not on school holiday, what one would like to know is: is he waiting for the fees to add up or is he a dropout or a hired hand or an orphan or an eldest son or else?