Apple blossoms above the dining hall. |
Jenny and I feel truly blessed, because we are not only
witnesses to this happening, but we are a part of it as well. When we first
arrived on the farm back in August, the participants had been on the farm since
March. They had already grown together so much. Nishantha, Sri Lankan pastor,
referred to Joelma, the young Brazilian community farmer, as his “daughter.”
Marta, the Indonesian pastor/farmer, often called Lwin Lwin, the young Burmese
agricultural leader, “my step son.” Yuta, the young Japanese participant,
lovingly referred to Hanifa, the Liberian teacher and community worker, as “Mama.”
This year we will see this process of living together as it
starts from day one. We are blessed. We are pumped. We are ready to see ARI
come out of hibernation and begin the work that is outlined in the missionstatement.
In preparation for this time we have spent the week putting
the campus in order, trying to make everything as user-friendly as possible. The
men’s dorm is being rebuilt, so ARI rented an old unused kindergarten building
that, strangely enough, is hiding at the back of our onion field. We have been
turning the upstairs into a temporary men’s dormitory. Yesterday we put the
finishing touches on it, wiping dust, removing stink bugs, and supplying
laundry hangers. As far as impromptu housing for some twenty-plus people go, it
isn’t half bad.
Yesterday, with the help of some work campers I cleared many
fallen branches from the individual fields, which the participants will be able
to use to grow whatever they like.
Jenny and I also did some work on our personal field. We
invited Nishi to work with us too which was great. Jenny says that Nishi misses
the farm work because she is in the kitchen all the time.
Since the warm weather and longer sunshine came around, our wheat has hit a growth spurt! We followed the farm’s practice for the wheat and tilled the earth between our rows. This cuts back the weeds that are starting and allows more oxygen into the soil. It is potato planting season. So we tried to make use of a few of the diseased looking potatoes that the farm is not going to use. Nishi also brought some from the kitchen that have already started to sprout. We planted these in between our wheat.
The purple and yellow growths that develop when you keep
potatoes too long are the new buds. So we cut our potatoes apart, being sure to
have a bud on each slice, and then pop them in the ground. Hopefully when they
sprout, they’ll play nice with our wheat. This is an experiment in companion
cropping! If it goes well, we’ll have potatoes, garlic, and wheat to eat! If it
doesn’t fly, we’ll have learned a few good lessons.
Thursday night we went to a farm party to say "goodbye" to Gussan and "hello" to Sam, the new Teaching Assistant from Myanmar who will be working with crops and vegetables. Uncle Timo (Ghana) made corn fufu and chicken peanut stew. Most wouldn't believe Uncle Timo was cooking chicken in the kitchen without proof, so here's our proof:
In addition, we enjoyed Ban-san's Korean pancakes and Jil-san's fried fish.
Gussan lives a simple life. He does not like to waste anything. On principle he doesn't wear underwear. So as a good joke we got him a fresh pair and we all signed them. He was very shocked.
On Friday night we had a farewell party for our departing
staff, Steven and Gussan. We all gathered at the director’s house where we
feasted and heard a few parting words. We laughed and cried and hoped for the future,
all in all, feeling like a big family.
Gussan lives a simple life. He does not like to waste anything. On principle he doesn't wear underwear. So as a good joke we got him a fresh pair and we all signed them. He was very shocked.
Gussan's gift of underpants. |
Steven eating bees! |
Saturday night we had a Gambaro (good luck or get pumped up) party, to get us all excited for the arrival of
the new participants. We really went an extra mile to put out a decadent meal.
Kathy directed the construction of twelve pizzas (including desert pizzas—chocolate
and blueberry) with nearly perfect home-made crust. Nishi put her best Japanese
curry in the pot. Our working visitors from the Student Christian Fellowship
made soup, salad, and some berry-ful yogurt. Of course I ate way too much. Of
course I don’t regret it in the least.
Pizza! |
Now if only we could get someone to send us some rain, we’d
be good to go. It is a dry spring so far. I don’t want to jinx us but today
looks promising.
May peace, fair weather, and good pizza find you all,
Doug and Jenny Knight
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