Thursday, 4 January 2018

How Radical Economic Transformation is failing me: OPEN LETTER TO PRESIDENTS JACOB ZUMA AND CYRIL RAMAPHOSA

My name is Mosibudi Moyo, a 29 year old mother of a beautiful one year old son. He is my apple and my plan is to leave a lasting legacy for him and other kids I will have in the near future. In your government policies I fall within the youth empowerment, women empowerment, black women empowerment, rural women empowerment and black economic empowerment policies of your government. In theory with these beautiful government policies that espouse the spirit of radical economic transformation that has not left your lips in the last 4 years and more specifically, just before the 54th ANC Elective Conference in December last year, I should be one of the most successful black woman farmers and also tourist resort owners in the country. But I am not. Not because I can’t. You bet I can, but your government departments, from Rural Development, department of Agriculture, Water and Sanitation and many others are systematically working against people like me who show potential and zeal to succeed. I can attest that in the past 2 years, they have worked almost in cahoots to make sure they break and shatter every dream I have. Yet I have not asked for handouts or freebies, just simple facilitation and guarantees so I would finalize my bond with Landbank and own the farm I have tilled and toiled on since 2014. If the government has been able to give guarantees for things like the 2010 Soccer World Cup, why is it difficult to facilitate lesser guarantees for black farmers, especially women, much more important as a matter of social and economic justice?
I have addressed this letter to both of you because, President Jacob Zuma, you are still the president of the Republic of South Africa aided by Vice President Cyril Rhamaphosa. Better still, Mr. Rhamaphosa, you are now the ANC president which is now the centre of power which direct national policy. At the just ended conference, the ANC resolved to speed up radical economic transformation, specifically land reform. I have also chosen to write an open letter because unbeknown to you, I have written to you several times in the past year, through your official emails, your ministers and also your campaign platforms as well as the Presidential hotline which is still to reply to me
Here is my simple story: I am a farmer in Modimolle, Limpopo. The farm also has a 25 bedroomed lodge that needs a revamp to realize its full potential. I have been leasing the 136 hectare farm since 2014 from Aluette and Andre Vermaak, a beautiful Afrikaaner family. They saw potential in what I wanted to do, a potential that has been frustrated by your government departments over the past 2 years. It’s not every day that a white family can just give you the keys to a farm with all that infrastructure. I have ploughed a considerable amount of money into this project and have done a lot of research into my farming venture. We specialize in indigenous vegetables; like Chomoulier, MuChina, English Giant Rape, Okra and others. This is a niche market whose market share is still to be fully developed. My aim is to become the largest producer of these popular vegetables in Southern Africa within the next 5 years. The export potential within the region and beyond is huge.
Recently LBG Holdings, one of the biggest game breeders in the country invited me for a 50/50, 5 year joint venture to use the farm to breed rare game species, thereby adding to the tourism experience on the farm. They will provide all the training needed, free of charge over the next 5 year period. All I need is to put up electrified game fencing and own the farm.
We also recently signed a trade agreement with Cambridge Foods to supply our exotic indigenous vegetables in their stores in Gauteng. The initial trials have been a success and the demand is higher than we can produce, meaning expansion is of utmost importance. This is groundbreaking as we seek to stamp our authority and claim the larger chunk of this market share. My full potential is hampered by a lack of funds for expansion, mechanization and irrigation.
We have also signed an agreement with Kaya Grain of Limpopo for a contract farming of groundnuts with a guaranteed market at the end of the season. Kaya Grain would supply inputs for up to 60 hectares, including transportation at harvest time.
Our lodge is well marketed and listed on booking portals across the world.
As Aluette and Andre Vermaak saw my story turning into success, they approached me last year to discuss selling the farm to me. I was over the moon – as you know, security of tenure is very important for long term planning and commercial farming. I am also behind in farm mechanization – much of the production has been done without a tractor, farm implements or adequate irrigation. All I do is self funded.
With an Offer to Purchase the farm, I then approached landbank for a bond in 2016. We have raised the 10% deposit required amounting to R550 000 of the R5.5m loan. However challenges have been on mechanization support needed by landbank. For this we approached the department of agriculture and also rural development but the conduct of officials in these two departments have been at best unbelievable and worst scandalous to say the least. I just needed a mechanization support guarantee letter to finalize my bond. How difficult could this be? Mr. Presidents, if your government could issue guarantees for the 2010 Soccer World Cup, how difficult could it be to do the same for a small black farmer in Modimolle? But the Department of AgricultureForestry and Fisheries (DAFF) office in Modimolle which we had been working with since 2014 through Sammy Lebele,
Deputy Director: Modimolle Agric
seemed incapacitated to write a guarantee letter required by landbank to finalize my loan. After failing to get relief, we approached the Minister’s Office which sent the request to provincial and then back to Modimolle office. It seems this bruised a lot of egos as from then on, the powers that be at Modimolle then started actively sabotaging my endeavors. I just cannot explain it. Meetings with landbank were organized for the umpteenth time but nothing came of it. After assurances the guarantee letter would be done, Mr. Lebele of that office then sent me on a 4 month wild goose chase, claiming he was finalizing it only to come up with a substandard letter not fit even to be sent to a stokvel in the township. Later he was to confess he could not write the letter. This could have easily been said within 48 hours of meeting landbank but he took a whole 4 months to do that. If your officials are fully qualified in agriculture, do they understand the importance of time and planting seasons to farmers? The matter was soon to be pushed to some senior called Sandile Nowata in the Waterberg District who also promised to have the letter done, but ended up taking me on another 4 month wild goose chase before he finally would not answer his emails or his phone. That’s a year lost. Just like that. Have you done an audit of these departments lately? How many black farmers have come out successfully through these offices in the Waterberg District alone? If it takes close to a year to answer a simple query from me, how long will it take to transform the sector? In some email exchanges from the national department of agriculture, I was described by one official as ‘a low hanging fruit’ – meaning my request was simple and could be finalized with speed. But here we are, more than a year later.
In 2016 I also approached the Department of Rural Development and Land Reform (drdlr) with the request for mechanization support guarantee letter. Ms Ramadimetja Peta, a senior project officer as DRDLR Limpopo was dispatched on 16 August 2016. She was impressed by my project. We seemed on course to get the support we needed as our business plan was in place and the business was also operational with all the markets and contracts in place, albeit on a small scale. Landbank was also satisfied with everything else. A follow up email in September 2016 requested me to send a list of the mechanization requirements. I did and she promised we would be put in the new financial year starting April 2017. We waited and in January 2017, sent a reminder letter, she promised she was ontop of things. But that story changed in March when excuses after excuses started coming. It was in May that she finally told us rural development was broke and could not help us. I requested official confirmation but it never came and she kept giving excuses. In September I then wrote to the Minister’s Office which again sent it back to provincial. This time I was engaged by the Chief Director, Julius Mashaphu who seemed unaware of Ms Peta’s visit. He then dispatched yet another official, Hlolo Mojapelo to the farm. They were all aware our lease was coming to an end October 2017 with no possible extensions. After assessment and also seeing our contracts and interactions with landbank, Mr. Mojapelo was positive the letter of mechanization support would be drafted within a week. He immediately submitted his positive report of the visit to the farm. But a month on Mr Mashaphu started pretending he had forgotten of our project. We had to remind him and then finally he would remember. After numerous excuses and signs of irritation whenever I phoned to follow up, in November, finally phoned to inform me rural development had rejected my request. He was quite evasive and not forthcoming when asked about the reasons, only to say an official confirmation will be sent. Just like that. It would be late December that the letter would be finally written. My lease had long expired in October. The letter is very dismissive and seems to have been written for the specific purpose to rubber stamp an ill-fated and stage managed process.
One of the reasons given for the rejection was that the department was concentrating on animal husbandry hence our project did not qualify. But excuse me Mr. Presidents for asking: If Julius was already well aware of the new rural development policy why did he waste government resources sending Mr. Mojapelo to the farm when from the beginning we had briefed him on what our project was all about? And why was Ms. Peta dispatched to the farm in 2016 when my project, by virtue of it not fitting into the rural development policy, could not qualify? And what kind of government policy denies black farmers simple guarantees, especially those that can fund their projects, for them to be successful farmers. Was Mr. Mashaphu simply role playing after being sanctioned by the Minister’s Office? And why waste close to 2 years to confirm what he had always known as department policies are done in advance? Do you know, Mr. Presidents, how many planting seasons I lost just waiting and hoping your government would issue me with a simple guarantee letter? Surely if your officials are clued up with agriculture, they would know that and would have rejected my requests outright without wasting precious time, during which I spent thousands just to keep the farm running until I finalise my security of tenure.
Another reason given for the rejection was that our lease was too short for rural development to help. Where did Mr. Mashaphu get this from? From the beginning I had explained I was on the brink of getting a landbank bond for the farm and I needed a mechanization support guarantee letter to finalize the process. So why talk about a short lease in a whole official letter when the main reason for the request had been so I can finalize my security of tenure by securing a landbank loan? Isn’t this evidence of Mr. Mashaphu simply fumbling for non-existent reasons to justify such a callous and calculate rejection? The last word from Mr. Mashaphu was ‘now you can take it up with my superiors if you are not satisfied’. He sounded like an ego had been bruised and he finally had got me. But why? For starters, it took 2 years, 2 officials and an appeal to the national department for me to finally get an official response which used inaccurate information to finally reject my request. Mr. Presidents, this is messed up and is not in keeping with the spirit of radical economic transformation if you ask me. If these are the same officials to implement RET as you refer to Radical Economic Transformation, then good luck because if we are still alive in 2050, the status quo will still be the order of the day. It is not that black people can’t be farmers but the attitude of your officials has killed many a black farmer and far from white people being a stumbling block to land reform, the work starts in your offices – to change attitudes, scope and knowledge of what agrarian reform is.
There is nothing wrong with my project. I have put my hard earned resources to make it work. And I am not asking for government to give me a farm. I have one that I have funded since 2014 and want to purchase it through landbank which also has shown faith in the project. Not only that, Tswane and Johannesburg Fresh Produce Markets, Kaya Grain, Cambridge Foods, LBGH game breeders and many others believe in this project. This also includes Andre and Aluette, the current owners of the farm who despite my lease having expired, have decided to hear my pleas to wait. Ironically most of those that have believed in me are white and all of those that have sent me from pillar to post are black and in positions that are meant to advance radical economic transformation. I am about to lose my farm as the owners can no longer wait just because those given the authority to radically transform this country’s economy have no inkling of how that’s done. I employ a lot of people from the poor Modimolle community and I have had to lay off some as I wind down operations.
My question for you Mr. Presidents is, can you save my farm along the lines of radical economic transformation, youth empowerment, women empowerment, black women empowerment, rural women empowerment and black economic empowerment for which I perfectly qualify? I am not asking for you to buy my farm for me as I am well aware there is a free higher and tertiary education bill waiting for you. I can buy my farm but as a start up black farmer, I request a mechanization support guarantee letter and I will never bother you again! Presidents Zuma and Rhamaphosa, can you SAVE MY FARM?!
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Mosibudi Rachel Moyo


Tuesday, 12 May 2015

MaVeggie Dot Com: Daily Diary

11/05/15

It was a good day yesterday. We were setting the week's agenda and have planned to deliver 12000 bundles of veggies by end of May. We are happy to announce that we are on course - yesterday our delivery was at 729 bundles meaning if we keep momentum, we will be past 3000 bundles per week. Early morning like today was planting day for the quarter hectare we are experimenting by doubling the number of plants in a given area to 57000. Our idea is that by 1 June 2015, we should be doing 1000 bundles per day of the various vegetables under plantation.

Sunday, 10 May 2015

MaVeggie Dot Com: Daily Diary 1

Daily Diary: 10/05/15

Here at MaVeggie Dot Com, I have been appointed Chief Executive Officer effective 1 March 2015. After hiring of countless managers who failed to deliver on the vision needed for a 140 hectare farm, I decided to quit my job and go full time into farming. The lessons are that, farming cannot be done through cellphone, you need to be there 24/7. My father, Mr S Moyo is the Projects Manager - with a team of 8 employees, we implement daily chores. Every evening, we have an informal meeting to review the work for the day and strategise chores for the next day. Since the departure of the last manager, we have taken the farm to greater heights. the farm in little less than 2 months is on its way to deliver over 1000 bunches of vegetables per day and is sure to record its first profit by July 2015. We farm English Giant Rape, Mustard Florida Broad Leaf also known as Tsunga or MuChina, Covo, Kale, Choumolier, Okra, Pumpkin leaves, potatoes, tomatoes and spinach. Now back to the diary:

Today it was bonus day - a budget was put aside for overtime. All employees took it and we went straight to work on planting a quarter hectare of English Giant Rape (EGR). We are behind time to reach at least 1500 bunches of veggies per day. The task at hand is to transplant on 166 lines, 50m long at over 300 plants per line. We did 40 lines today. That's a feat for half a day's work. We postponed vegetable picking today so expect the market to be dry tomorrow.
Our MuChina is coming on well, producing 100 bunches per day while the English Giant Rape is good at 500 per day. We expect our two fields to ramp up production to 1000 bunches/day of EGR within 3 weeks. We expect MuChina to come close to that in a month's time. I will only be sure of success the moment we reach 5000 bundles per day delivered. we aim to be there or close to there by August 2015

Maveggie Dot Com: The Origins

Maveggie Dot Com: The Origins

My grandfather, Mantshontsho was a successiful farmer. On his 700 hectare farm in Mazviwa, 50km south of the Asbestos mining town of Zvishavane, He farmed almost anything. From cattle ranching to mealies, it was always a bumper harvest. Each year brought its challenges though, like the long droughts of the early 80s, to foot and mouth diseases, it was a marvel how he managed to soldier on. As the iron or mining town of Buchwa boomed, so did his firewood business. Just before his death in 1983, he called me to change my name to Peter from Prosperity which had given people on the farm a hard time with pronunciation. It is at this moment I believe, without me knowing, he was transferring his farming prowess to me. I was still very young to understand much when he died. I had not even started school. I could have looked after a cow or two, learnt a few farming skills here and there but that was not enough to transform me into the commercial farmer I am trying to be. Then, much of farm implements were ox drawn, though he had a small tractor that always coughed now and then as if it was catching flu from the human inhabitants of the farm. But his tenacity taught me to be stubborn with ideas - to risk it all and force a win. I was about 5 when he died but I guess those who said catch them young knew what they were talking about. It's all about planting the idea in the child and leave them to choose their destiny - a clever way of instilling career discipline in the child.
After his death life became hard, we barely had anything to eat. My uncle who had taken over was barely a farmer. He was more into control than anything else and in the 26 years he presided over the farm, he never planted a thing. As is usual with such, the farm fell to its knees and then into the grave. It literally died. It was more like the movie, the Great Gatsby - such a hype of activity in the community reduced to rubble. I was happy to leave it in 1987 for the town of Zvishavane to continue with my schooling. Farming would be forgotten for a while till I entered secondary school level around 1993 and Agriculture would become a pivotal subject in my O'level certificate. In 1996, it was one of the 8 subjects I passed and I scored an A. I was good in project planning and had a distinction at this level. However, farming had never been a career choice, not by a mile. Journalism was and so in A'levels I completely veered off to do Arts subjects - Divinity, History and English Literature. These would make it possible to fulfill my journalism dream - a career path I would take across borders into South Africa at the end of 2003.
At the back of my mind however, farming always fascinated me. I would find myself searching for land both in Zimbabwe and South Africa and would have loved a farm back home. I tried to apply for one several times but the system was not really kind to my profession as a journalist - for several years as an investigative journalist at both e.tv and SABC, there was intimation within the high corridors of power in Zimbabwe that I was possibly leading the anti-Zimbabwe news desks in South Africa. Even during my abduction by the notorious Zimbabwe Central Intelligence in 2007, officials in the South African government had been told I had been arrested on possible suspicion of being a British and American spy. Of-course this was ridiculous. I have always been my own man, nobody handles me. I handle me. If I was a spy I would be spying for myself - these are the life lessons I throw to my son - make yourself the man you wanna be boy. The only way you can be what you want is to be assertive and be hard to yourself. Never tire to look for those happy places professionally and the ultimate pinnacle for the independent thinker is to be your own boss.
Around 2012, I was engulfed by the urge to farm. It was out of nowhere. I just felt I needed to farm something. In my head was chickens but it got refined later as I was to start something different on the bigger scale. I wanted to export Zimbabwe vegetables down South. There was no chance of getting land back home, so I had to do with what was there. On weekends I would drive to Delmas and surrounds to see and scout for farms. I had last farmed in secondary school almost two decades back - it was just school projects but here I was trying to start farming. There was no plan. I just felt I needed to farm something. a plant had to go into the soil...

to be continued...