From Navy Barracks to Black Soldier Fly Farming: My Journey
My journey with black soldier flies started far from the fields of Osun. I was born in Ibadan but grew up in a naval barracks in Lagos. Discipline ruled our days and my father’s Navy postings kept him away most of the time. School meant strict routines and a terrifying vaccination drive using a heavy, gun-like injector. I once bolted from the queue and hid in my mother’s blue Beetle before being dragged back to face the needle. Weekends brought chores: sweeping the sandy compound, clearing backyard sugarcane and banana shoots, and planting corn. Those tasks felt less like work and more like a grand adventure. That early bond with the soil led me to insect breeding and eventually black soldier fly farming. But my first beans project in JSS3 taught me hard lessons about jealousy, agricultural sabotage, and why hasty revenge never yields a good harvest.
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