I woke up this morning reminiscing my childhood experience in the village during Nigeria-Biafra War. I remembered farm produces and livestock from the backyard ese
in Oron, were organic, wholesome foods rich in nutrients and free from artificial preservatives. Mango, orange, pawpaw, and guava were rainbow of colours, juicy zesty fruits waiting to be plucked and eaten.
I reached out for another mango, momentarily, sat on muddy seat watched livestocks- chicken, dogs, goats and pigs wondering aimlessly between barking and whimpering. Suddenly fight erupted between chicken and dog.
The chicken stood no chance the dog won.
It was also one of those mornings my granddad's brother great uncle Hilary would suddenly appear with fishing gadgets on his
back to the stream to haul wild organic fresh fish and seafood. I wished him luck he smiled and waved back. Another tantalizing bite of mango trickled down my throat, my fingers wet with sweet sticky
juice dripped down my shoulder.
There was shortage of meat during the war, such delicacy was eaten on special occasions- ngwo ngwo, isi-ewu, nsok-obi (Oron) and 404
buffet (don't ask what it is!). Affluent village people had more access to food varieties including meat. Ironically, it is such basic diet of little meat, fruits and vegetables including root vegetable tubers- cassava, cocoyam and yam to cook Oron iwek ekpang ma otong, otor otor, okume and efre afang food experts/nutritionists hail as the best, many in rural village are probably taking for granted.
As young as I was then I still remember these meat delicacies- nsok-obi and goat head-on-a-platter were served mainly to men with titles -family head, village chiefs and male
age groups. Women were rarely invited to join the men.