Amis Farm

10/03/2024

The reason most african families regurgitate poverty and live in perennial 'hustle' mode is because, some of you toil hard, from abject poverty, make it in life without inheritance, but instead of incubating your children to take over, learn and build your empire forward, you tell the kids... "Look for your own money".

Wealth diminishes in one generation and you find children of former wealthy people chugging whole jugs of keg liquor wishing death to their parents so that they squander whatever wealth the parents have. And just like that, their kids have to start again and again. From zero. Like a curse on loop.

Show me an African Toyota company. A McDonald's, a Ford, a Samsung, a Daimler Benz corporation.... where's our Kawasaki, Tata or Louis Vuitton?

We can't export anything we have produced and perfected over time because, even in a family of four, father , mother, daughter and son, everyone is gravitating towards their own unnurtured dream of independent squalor. There's no collective purpose, to build strong legacies.

Our businesses don't last to our grandkids.

It reminds me of bullying in highschool. The reason first formers were always bullied was because the older classes had gone through it. You'd expect the ones in second form to protect the new comers to end a cycle of bullying.

Since we can't all think progressively, then it's upon the two or three here who can make it in life to change the fortunes of the generations after them for a collective better society.

We cry everyday of unemployment and lack of strong private sector businesses to absorb our youth. How will we do it if in Kenya it's only the asians and the whites who still run businesses generations old? How will we improve ourselves if every business we start only lasts our lifetime? In fact most of our businesses die out before we got to old age. Because we are selfish, financially illiterate, short sighted, myopic and do not trust our own progeny, product of our own loins.

We must totally shift our minds from the poverty stinkpot to that of progression. And your family is where you start from.

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07/03/2024

WOMEN LIKE YOU🫵🏿🫵🏿
Don't happen often
NEVER FORGET ABOUT HOW RARE YOU ARE.

07/03/2024

THURSDAY’S PRAYER

Dear Lord,

You had the power to drive out even the most powerful demons pit of those who were possessed.

You never hesitated to do good whenever you wanted. Your good saved lives, many changed their ways of life, and you built the kingdom of God.

Inspire our society today to see the good that exists. The charity that runs the world but little publicized. The healing that takes place in our mission hospitals.

The hope that is kindled in the houses of the disabled, giving them life and a space to develop the gift of life you gave them.

In a world that is silent and off key. Grant that the charity that your church carries forth may be an inspiration to many.

AMEN

07/03/2024

People say that bad memories cause the most pain, but actually, it’s the good ones that drive you insane.
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22/03/2023

Pigs prefer to wallow in clean mud, but if nothing else is available, they will frequently wallow in their own urine, giving rise to the notion that they are dirty animals.

22/03/2023

The paradise of my fancy is one where pigs have wings.

04/01/2019

I found this so inspiring:

Michael Jordan was born in 1963, in the slums of Brooklyn, New York.

He had four siblings and his father's earnings were not sufficient to provide for the whole family.

He grew up in a poor neighbourhood. Exposed to mindless violence and heavy discrimination in the slums, he saw for himself only a hopeless future.

His father saw in Michael, a lost soul and decided to do something.

He gave Michael, who was 13 years old, a piece of used clothing and asked: "What do you think the value of this outfit would be?"

Jordan replied,"Maybe one dollar."

His father asked, "Can you sell it for two dollars? If you can sell it, it would mean that you are a big help to your family."

Jordan nodded his head, "I'll try, but no guarantee that I'll be successful."

Jordan carefully washed the cloth clean. Because they didn't have an iron, to smoothen the cloth, he levelled it with a clothes brush on a flat board, then kept it in the sun to dry. The next day, he brought the clothes to a crowded underground station. After offering it for more than six hours. Jordan finally managed to sell it for $2. He took the two dollar bill and ran home.

After that, everyday he looked for used clothing, washed and ironed it, and sold it in the crowd.

More than ten days later, his father again gave him a piece of used clothing, "Can you think of a way you can sell this for 20 bucks?"

Aghast, Jordan said, "How is it possible? This outfit can only fetch two dollars at the most."

His father replied, "Why don't you try it first? There might be a way."

After breaking his head for a few hours, finally, Jordan got an idea.

He asked for cousin's helpto paint a picture of Donald Duck and Mickey Mouse on the garment. Then he tried to sell it in the school where the children of the rich study.

Soon a housekeeper, who was there to pick his master, bought that outfit for his master. The master was a little boy of only 10 years. He loved it so much and he gave a five dollar tip. 25 dollars was a huge amount for Jordan, the equivalent of a month's salary of his father.

When he got home, his father gave him yet another piece of used clothing, "Are you able to resell it at a price of 200 dollars?" Jordan's eyes lit up.

This time, Jordan accepted the clothes without the slightest doubt. Two months later a popular movie actress from the movie "Charlie's Angels", Farah Fawcett came to New York for her Movie promos. After the press conference, Jordan made his way through the security forces to reach the side of Farah Fawcett and requested her autograph on the piece of clothing. When Fawcett saw this innocent child asking for her autograph, she gladly signed it.

Jordan was shouting very excitedly, "This is a jersey signed by Miss Farah Fawcett, the selling price is 200 dollars!" He auctioned off the clothes, to a businessman for a price of 1,200 dollars!

Upon returning home, his father broke into TEARS and said, "I am amazed that you did it My child! You're really great! "

That night, Jordan slept alongside his father. His father said, "Son, in your experience selling these three pieces of clothing, what did you learn about success?"

Jordan replied, "Where there's a will, there's a way."

His father nodded his head, then shook his head, "What you say is not entirely wrong! But that was not my intention. I just wanted to show you that a piece of used clothing which is worth only a dollar can also be increased in value, Then how about us - living & thinking humans? We may be darker and poorer, but what if we CAN increase our VALUE."

This thought enlightened young Jordan. Even a piece of used clothing could be made dignified, then why not me? There is absolutely no reason to underestimate myself.

From then on, Michael Jordan felt that his future would be beautiful and full of hope.

He went on to become the greatest basketball player of all times.

How can I increase my own value? I am finding it a very interesting thought. I am sure, you too, will. What are you planning to raise your Value in 2019?

28/11/2018

send from 50 bob and above to paybill no 290031 Acc your name And stand a chance to win 2toyota probox grand price and 12 motorcycles 1 to be worn every friday... The more you play the more the chances. 🎀💕💞💖

23/04/2017

https://medilinkvet.wordpress.com/2014/07/09/summary-of-pig-farming-millionaire-business-in-kenya-today/

Commercial pig farming in Kenya is one of the most lucrative business ventures. The people who have started pig farming in Kenya are now producing high quality meat and making good profits. Pigs ca…

23/04/2017

https://enterprenuershub.wordpress.com/2017/03/28/formulating-feed-rations-for-pig/

Written by Maurice Rangoma, livestockenya.comFeed rations for pigs are primarily made of grains, legumes, vitamins and minerals. Many pig farmers still allow pigs to forage on pasture and supplemen…