Kenjiro was born a Japanese peasant in 1787. Mother Nature immediately began her lessons when a flood nearly swept his family away. Later, Kenjiro’s parents died while he was young.
An uncle took Kenjiro and he worked the farm by day and read by night. They were poor and so his uncle forbade Kenjiro the oil lamp. Kenjiro so yearned to read that he overcame this obstacle and made his own oil. And such was his life.
Mother Nature was Kenjiro’s private professor. Her classroom everywhere. Bountiful classroom is always in session for the enthusiastic student.
Some students can sense famine coming. No computer is needed. Mother Nature speaks clearly and follows a schedule. In 1833, Kenjiro heard the voice of his Professor, Mother Nature, when in early summer the leaves 🍁 were shedding from the limbs, and eggplant tasted as if it were harvested in fall.
When Mother speaks, one should do well to listen. Kenjiro heard the message and began to warn villagers to plant millet and make other preparations. Some did not believe him. But he was gifted with power of persuasion and soon the villagers began to prepare.
Famine did visit but all his people survived because Professional Mother Nature told Kenjiro what she would do and how to prepare. Kenjiro listened. Kenjiro translated for the villagers and they listened and lived on.
There are many such stories of Kenjiro. Always reading. Listening to Mother. Teaching.
Kenjiro revolutionized agriculture in Japan.
His statue can be found in schools around Japan and I even saw one in Japan town in Los Angeles. My phone screensaver — below — is Kenjiro. The same phone I am using to write this. Kenjiro lives. I see Kenjiro studying every time I unlock this phone. And when calls come in, my ringer is aedis agypti mosquito. My main threat in Darien jungle is aedis. Listen to Mother. Mother will kill a man flat, but she often will warn first.
I am reading a 1912 book on Kenjiro. He knew things about famine that I want to know
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We stand on the edge of the greatest famine in human history. Japan faces devastation. Stop what you are doing. Get to work. Bring Kenjiro alive in yourself.
Study hard. Work hard. Listen to Mother. Become a teacher.
The second image attached contains a poem by Kenjiro I found in the 1912 book.
Be Kenjiro.
Michael, I lived in Asia for 6 1/2 years, when I was in my 20s. Those years in Korea, Philippines, and Hong Kong were an education one cannot purchase thru University. The story of Kenjiro is one which resonates with me, now a 60 something man.
Thank you for the "echo" in my Life this story propagates! Blessings and Luck to you and yours.
Thank you for this recommendation: both the life and the book regarding his life.