Rwandans love beans. I eat them just about every day for lunch at school. Before coming here, I never ate this kind of bean. During training, when my colleague John said that he ate beans and rice every day at his teacher training college, I didn’t believe him. I do now. The Rwandans pull the bean plants from the field and pile them high. Then they thrash them with whatever implement is around to separate the beans from the pod. Then they separate the beans again. I’m not sure why, but perhaps to save some for seed. It’s a very time consuming process but they do it in groups, so that makes it fun. Today we had beans mixed with carrots for lunch, but usually “doh-doh” (a slightly bitter green, like spinach) is mixed in.