Seeing the Unseen: The Coconut Farmers
Deep in the middle of Mindanao I was lucky enough to visit one such farm run by an elderly man called Steven. It ‘s a place no tourist has been to. At least Steven says so. And why would they.
It’s not in a guide book. It’s got nothing of massive interest. You have to travel across some rough places on a crowded Jeepney to get there. I think it was my first Pinoy rooftop trip!
But it’s a place with more value than any “tourist attraction” I’ve read online or on paper. What’s the value? Quite simply, the people.
His house is across a river, through a small trail surrounded by tall palm trees and encroaching undergrowth. His simple house has a striking resemblance to west African dwellings, complete with outside kitchen and plastic buckets. Not to mention several containers of palm wine. Slowly fermenting into something a little more toxic to the liver.
At Steven’s invitation I headed off for some coconuts with him and one of the local boys that hang out by his house waiting for work.
Coming soon on Seeing the Unseen: the last in this series, and yes it’s special. Meet the blind masseurs …
This is an additional post and one of a series highlighting the island of Mindanao & the people living in The Philippines
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