First Steps in New Shoes

Throughout training I learned basic phrases in Dagbani, I learned about Ghanaian agriculture, and I was introduced to the Ghanaian education system. At the end of each day, however, I had my American colleagues with whom I could discuss my observations. Noting a prominent cultural difference—timeliness—I can remember thinking to myself It’s really for the […]

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September Newsletter

Welcome Home 2015-2016 Fellows On June 24 we welcomed our second class of Fellows back from Ghana.  The 2015-2016 Fellows started 19 new 4-H/Future Farmer type clubs, hosted the first ever 4-H Ghana public speaking contest, trained more than 80 agriculture teachers on experiential learning and trained more than 900 4-H advisors on club creation […]

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A day of SWAB (Sweet Potatoes, Water, Ants & Bread)

Walking through a very “bushy” school farm today I see something that looks very familiar, the purple and green leaves of a sweet potato vine!!! Us North Carolinians pride ourselves on this “dirt candy” and love to eat our top commodity in a variety of ways. However, unlike North Carolina, these sweet potatoes had somewhat […]

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Job Posting: Director of Programs in Africa

Director of Programs in Africa Position Summary: The Director of Programs in Africa is responsible for the placement, training, supervision, safety and support of approximately twelve AgriCorps Fellows (ACFs) during their term of service in Ghana and Liberia. They are also the primary liaison with host-country implementing and strategic partners. Duties include: ACF safety and […]

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Village Savings and Loan in a Nutshell

Forty women circle around a metal box bound by four separate padlocks. Many of them have children with them, either secured to their backs by a colorful wrap or, if the children are old enough, they play outside of the meeting place with the other children. These women are here to invest in their village […]

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The Ducor: A Symbol of Devastation or of Hope?

As I climbed the gray speckled marble steps up yet another floor, I clung closer to the damp concrete wall beside me, always keeping one hand flat up against the cold surface. The stairs were slippery from the rain water that had fallen earlier that morning and there was no railing for me to hold […]

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Remembering the Sunsets

The wind gently rustles my light blue camp staff shirt as I watched the sunset ahead of me. While I sat on top of my family farm’s grain elevator, the sun-baked gray steel is serving as a perching point for not only myself but all of my thoughts and ideas. Tonight was the last time […]

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