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MY VIRTUE AS A SON OF A LOCAL FARMER.
A business partner of mine once asked me,” Sharis, why are you so patient and confident?” And I said to him, “Because I am the son of a local farmer.” To him, my response did not answer his question till I took time to break it down for him.

I am the son of a local farmer. I grew up watching patience take human form.

A farmer is one of the most patient and confident human beings you will ever meet. His work begins far before the harvest and often ends without ovation. He wakes with the sun, walks the land like an old friend, moving with eternal courage and places seeds into the soil with silent faith. Once the seed is planted, there is no rushing nature. He cannot argue with the clouds, drag the forces of the sun or command the rain. All he can do is wait and believe. That's the life of a local farmer decades ago.

As the son of a local farmer, I understand that patience is not a sign of weakness, but rather a sign of strength. I had watched my father wait with confidence, believing that effort today would turn into food tomorrow. He prepares the soil carefully, removes the weeds, and protects the crops, even when the sky stays stubbornly clear. Each day without rainfall tests his patience, but it never makes him hopeless. He understands that growth happens beneath the surface long before it is visible above the ground.

As a son of a local farmer, I learned life’s greatest lessons from watching my father stand in his fields, eyes lifted toward the horizon. Watching and reading the movement of the wind and the colours of the sky, not for desperation but in anticipation of action, was another way of coaching me in the skill of monitoring for preparation. He taught me that hard work does not always bring instant results, and that faith is continuing to work even when nothing seems to be happening. Just like the seed underground, success needs time, care, and trust.

I looked straight into his eyes and said to him, “As a son of a local farmer, these are the lessons I carry in my mind to wherever I go. I learned to be patient in difficult times, confident in uncertainty, and calm in waiting. I also learned that the rain always comes, maybe not when we want it, but when the time is right. And when it does, the harvest tells a story of patience rewarded.”

I am proud to be the son of a local farmer.



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