A neighbour's pig pen |
Lolita didn’t need convincing. She had been raising pigs all
her life and she didn’t need me to repeat the calculation of costs to know
that, if done properly, the potential income is double the investment. But
would she be able to convince the other women she had started talking to?
Nora, who was trustee and our community development
volunteer, offered to come along and meet the women. As Carmen, our adviser
from the Department of Social Welfare and Development had instructed us, just
listen to the women, find out what they want to do, and help them achieve that.
Nora, herself a former deputy mayor of the provincial capital Lagawe, now
retired and grandmother, would explain that the women could divide their income
between themselves and would only have to set aside enough for the next round
of breeding. If the trust would buy them a dozen or so 45-day piglets once, and
one more time after 6 months, then that would set them up to become
self-funding thereafter.
Lolita, Robert and Nora discuss the project. |
“And what about the money you will lend us for feeding the
piglets – don’t you want that back?” We explained that while we wanted to
re-invest in other groups elsewhere in Ifugao, we simply wanted the women from
Burnay to pay us back with ten piglets twice a year. These we could then either
pass on to new groups or cash in at the local market. While the trust would
manage their cash, with a separate bank account, how the money should be
divided would be essentially their decision. We just wanted to extend the
scheme further once it had proven itself and been fine tuned.
Robert inspects the piggery |
The stables adjacent to the guest house would need only a little
work to be able to accommodate multiple batches of pigs for fattening as well
as a couple of breeding sows. We had invited Robert, our resident carpenter, along
for the inspection. He kicked the posts holding up the piggery, and warned us
that some repairs would be needed. No worry, laughed Lolita, that is what we
have our men for.
As we parted, I said to Lolita ‘Simply tell the other women
that we will find you money to pay for the first year, provide the stables and
help you solve problems along the way. And then you just have to help us help
other women. You can’t really lose.’
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