So, in our recent homestay, the rural one in Sittong, I learned so many things in only seven days. For me, the most important one was: food is a “sacred” thing.
It’s difficult to explain, but I learned that killing an animal for our own need to feed ourselves is a difficult thing to do. When you live in a big city you really don’t care and don’t have a clue about where you meat comes from, we just buy it at any super market, then cook it and eat it.
When you live in rural parts of world, like Sittong, you “make” your own food. You grow your own rice, you own animals, so eating becomes one of the most special things because you know exactly what you are eating and you know how much time and effort it took to have it on your plate.
Another different things is that when you decided to eat a chicken for lunch, you don’t just take the part that you want to eat and leave the rest out, you actually eat every bit of the meat that the chicken has to offer. So when we had to cook our own meal in the village, we had to take the life of a chicken and we used every part of the animal.