I became a parent to two chickens I named Sitfwatfwa (snow) and Thandi (love) in January 2017. This is their story.
Make told me it was time for one of my roosters to die.
It took a few days for me to slaughter a member of my flock. Unlike my Swazi family, I cannot consume a whole chicken in one day. I was not even sure I could eat a whole chicken before it went bad.
I decided to make chicken noodle soup and planned to share it with my
family. They hated it.
At least they helped me catch the rooster because there was no way I was going to. (Chickens run really fast when they now it’s time to be dinner!)
Below you will find photos of my first chicken slaughter.