There was a thick forest on one side of the village where my grandmother lived and coffee farms on the other. a river flowed from the forest to the edge of the village, passing through palm kernels into a swamp. above the swamp banana farms stretched into the horizon. the main dirt road that passed through kabati was rutted with holes and puddles where ducks liked to bathe during the day, and in the backyards of the houses birds nested in mango trees. in the morning, the sun would rise from behind the forest. first, its rays penetrated through the leaves, and gradually, with cockcrows and sparrows that vigorously proclaimed daylight, the golden sun sat at the top of the forest. in the evening, monkeys could be seen in the forest jumping from tree to tree, returning to their sleeping places. on the coffee farms, chickens were always busy hiding their young from hawks. beyond the farms, palm trees waved their fronds with the moving wind. sometimes a palm wine tapper could be seen climbing in the early evening.

how does the setting in the excerpt support the plot?