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I'm not sure if they do this every year, but the locals challenge the volunteers to a match of tug of war. Men vs men, women vs women. I was one of the head editors of The Gaff, a volunteer quarterly magazine. I was working with St. Joseph's Mercy Medical Hospital and secured them a full time volunteer from Trinidad to update their filing system.

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I was working with other volunteers and the UN Volunteers program to develop an umbrella organization for all volunteer groups in-country. Those are just a handful of the projects I did. We continue the work we did as volunteers through microgrants given to Peace Corps volunteers, returned volunteers RPCVs and host country nationals. Fred Johnson; Taken in: It was literally a hovel as you can see from the photo. I believe our language teacher, Shivaji Upadhyay, took us there to practice our language, to interact with ordinary Nepalis, and to appreciate the culture and food of Nepal.

The boy in the picture: Gopi, was an orphan of about 7 years old. Like kids everywhere he was fully of life and questions. Talking with us and entertaining us during our meals of daal bhat, which was very delicious much better than the westernized food that we got at the big hotel. The Hotel Bam Bhola it really had no name placard but that is what the people who worked there called it is long gone replaced by big concrete structures. I think they called it a Hotel only because the staff and perhaps a traveler or two slept on the 3 or 4 tables at night.

This place and people are fondly remembered after all these years as the spot we volunteers fell in love with Nepal and her people. Peace Corps was one of a couple of volunteer organizations in Nepal in the 70's the Germans, British, and Japanese were also there But we were the ones who worked on the grassroots level. And in that way we did touch the lives of ordinary Nepalis and were also enriched. In this way we did promote peace and understanding among people and in the process we were changed, too. Scott Schmidt; Taken in: Belize This photo was taken on July 4, during pre-service training.

My training group visited Benque Viejo del Carmen in western Belize to learn about the culture and traditions of the Maya Mestizo. Marimba music often accompanies traditional Maya dances, such as the Hog Head Dance. After a cultural performance, these two Peace Corps Trainees interacted with one of the young marimba players. In addition to my primary project, I instructed an after-school music class at a local elementary school, collaborated with other Peace Corps Volunteers and 4-H Belize to implement an environmental summer camp, and assisted the Belize Red Cross with disaster relief efforts following Hurricane Dean.

While I have returned home, my mission continues as I impart a better understanding of Belize to the people I meet. I enjoy sharing my photographs, knowledge, and even cooking up a nice pot of rice and beans every once in a while. John Duffell ; Taken in: I taught English and Life Skills at a small school in the village of Namitembo place of corpses While I was there I really took an interest in the environment; it seemed to be one of the few areas where my hard work visibly paid off.

For several weeks before this picture was taken I spoke in my Life Skills classes about planting trees: Then I went to the nearest town up and over Zomba Mountain to a nursery where I bought 25 trees, for a dollar or two each. I brought them back to the school and had each class pick the trees they wanted to plant.

There were oranges, mangoes, lemons, and several other local medicinal trees. Like most Peace Corps projects, I think, I started out with very big hopes and was pretty happy with a small achievement. The day of the planting, it was hard to get the students to dig the holes deep or wide enough. The ground is hard clay which makes for some tough digging and a poor tree environment. In the picture I'm showing these boys how wide the hole must be as long as their hoe handles. After the planting it was hard to keep the trees watered.

I tried various attempts to coax students into doing it- asking each class to elect waterers for their own trees, asking some of my most reliable students, offering to pay for part of a student's school fees It was a constant struggle. John went back to the school about a month ago and said a few of the trees are still alive, which is more than I had thought. Bill Coyle; Taken in: Colombia I served two years in Colombia as an extension agent, working in tropical crops, primarily with coconuts and rice.

As a city slicker from outside the Washington D. I was assigned to a remote tropical island, San Juan de la Costa, along Colombia's Pacific coast, between Buenaventura and Tumaco, and was affiliated with a Colombian agricultural institute. Along with my Colombian colleagues, we introduced a new rice variety to the region and combated a nematode infestation in local coconut groves.

My Peace Corps experience had a life-long impact. It inspired me to study agricultural economics and later embark on a year career as a USDA economist. Jonathan Garro; Taken in: Paraguay I am still a volunteer, for a few more weeks at least. My service was or is - My project is Urban Youth Development. That means working in schools to improve the educational system by introducing new lesson plans for both elementary and high schools. The Paraguayan school system is severely underfunded, so I tried to introduce the teachers and students to new types of curriculums outside of basic language and math, including history, art, and health ed.

Outside of schools I've worked with local youth groups and community centers where I did career counseling and English training. That particular photo was taken at a very important soccer game here against Argentina. The national team beat them, and in doing so qualified for the World Cup.

The entire country was so thrilled by the victory that the President declared that a national day off from work the following day. At the time I was living in a city called Concepcion and staying with a family in my site. Those two guys on the right are their sons, who live in Asuncion and are studying at a large university. I had met them before, and they seemed rather timid, but after that game, their real personalities broke through.

We spent the entire night partying in the street until well after the sunrise. I think I'll probably be analyzing my experiences here for the rest of my life, and I'm not sure that I've distanced myself from it all enough yet to really reflect honestly, considering I still live here in Paraguay. Off the top of my head, I think that the most profound lessons I will be taking away is a refined definition of the word "need.

We "need" another pair of shoes, we "need" a new TV, etc. People here in my site are incredibly poor by any developed-world standards, yet they do not fill their lives with unnecessary things. It would certainly be naive to call the lifestyle here quaint, because living in poverty is often a very stressful existence.

But when you don't fill your life with foolish waste, you suddenly appreciate the little things in ways that so many of us always talk about fondly but rarely practice personally. Chris De Bruyn; Taken in: Mongolia I served in Mongolia from ''09 as a teacher trainer. About six months through my service I moved from the capital city Ulaanbaatar to the much smaller city of Darkhan about an hour south of Russian on the trans-siberian railway.

I took this photo early one morning shortly after moving to Darkhan, just as the sun was coming up.

I would often go hiking in the hills before school started for exercise and to meditate. In this photo I was walking around an owoo sacred rock pile. It is a custom in Mongolia to walk around the owoo three times in a clockwise direction, throwing stones from the base of the mountain onto the pile each time around. I took the shot with a tripod and remote timer.

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Skin care Face Body. Dancing From Sierra Leone 35 Items found. Low to High Price: High to Low New Arrivals. I try pray God--my bad heart trouble me: One man come in your house: Another man related the opposition which he met with from his wife, who even proceeded to hard blows. Johnson said, "I'll put her in gaol. A third man stated the difficulties which he met with from his country-people when he talked to them about Jesus Christ.

They called him "White Man's Child;" and told him that white man make him fool. He went one day to see some of them, and tell them "God's pallaver. One man, worse than the rest, said--"Me no want God. Me no want Jesus Christ.

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Me no look him. Me want cassada to eat. Me no like white man's fashion: I no look that place in my country. Suppose you give me plenty of cassada to roast, that be good too much. Me sabby go there! You sabby him--you be fool. Me have good clothes: Now look you--you no clothes: The lion was tamed, and the monster changed into a man. He hung down his head; and seemed convinced that to know Jesus Christ will never make a man a fool. He has since never opposed, but willingly comes to hear the Word of God. A visible change has taken place in him; and we may hope that this was the beginning of good things to his soul.

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On the Sunday we had Four Services, as is usual there. Early in the morning, was a Meeting for prayer: It was a Sabbath greatly blessed to me, and, I believe, to the Congregation. We could scarcely expect such evidences from those who have so long been far distant from God by wicked works and gross ignorance. I have frequently noticed the conscientious regard which they appear to have to the different duties allotted them for the day. Johnson has been out, they often labour more than common to do a good day's work.

We cannot but interrupt the Narrative a moment, to observe that here is a very extraordinary display of the mercy and power of our Heavenly Master. Taken in connection with other instances of His manifest presence with His servants in other quarters of the great field of the world, it supplies abundant encouragement to all sincere Christians to bear up patiently under all the enmity and opposition which they have to encounter; uniting the wisdom of the serpent with the simplicity of the dove, and maintaining and extending their Master's Kingdom in that spirit of self-denial and heavenly love which alone will secure His blessing.

It will be seen, in a future part of this Number, that Mr. Johnson is arrived on a visit to this country, and has brought with him the most encouraging reports of the increase of religion among his Negroes. Horton, who had been stationed as Schoolmaster and Schoolmistress at the Christian Institution, having left the service of the Church Missionary Society, Mr.

Garnon's anxiety and exertions for the good of the Children collected there were, in consequence, much augmented. Collier, however, greatly relieved him. He wrote to the Secretary, on the 10th of March Collier has been very active in rendering me his assistance; both in our own immediate station in Free Town, and in our concerns at the Christian Institution. Had it not been for his timely arrival and co-operation, I should have felt the charge which I had undertaken at Leicester Mountain more than I was able to bear.

Had it not been for the seasonable assistance rendered me by my friends, Mr.

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Collier, I know not what we should have done. They kindly engaged to go up to Leicester Mountain, and take charge of the Institution, till their house in Free Town should be ready. On their return, we took up our abode there till last Saturday, when we were relieved by the arrival of Mr.


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The residence of which he here speaks was for about six weeks. Most indefatigably and cheerfully did he labour, during this period, in every way, to promote the welfare, order, and improvement of the Young Negroes, who were not a little pleased have him among them. Speaking of them, in a Letter to the Rev. What are my feelings, when surrounded by this group of black lambs! When I hear the names of Wilberforce, Buchanan, and many more such Worthies, my heart is full.

By his kind and affable manner of conducting himself towards these Children, and by his readiness to comply with every reasonable request which could conduce their happiness, he won their hearts; and, at the same time, gained their respect, by the firm maintenance of authority. He loved to encourage and reward the diligent; but he failed not to reprove and punish the disobedient. Garnon's return to Free Town, he found Mr. Collier much indisposed, and quite disabled from duty. He continued thus for some time: This last arrangement could not frequently be carried into effect; Mr.

Garnon, however, entered on the plan, in the hope of continuing it. He went early, one Sunday morning, to Congo Town, and preached there: Having found, by several months' experience, that it was inconvenient to have an Afternoon's Service at the Court Room, he proposed that the Troops should be brought down to a country-building near to his house, which was otherwise used as a School; and that Service should be held there--continuing the one at Soldiers' Town in the evening, as the weather would admit. It was now early in June. The rains were again coming on, and the sickness usually attendant on this season began to appear.

Some of the Missionaries, tried by these afflictions, received fresh proofs of his Christian sympathy and tenderness; while, by his cheerful piety, he enlivened and encouraged them in their hours of suffering. In the beginning of July, he rode to the different Towns in the mountains; and was received by all the Missionaries with that regard and respect which they ever manifested toward him. He entered with great feeling into all their proceedings and returned home, much gratified that he had been thus able to accomplish his wishes, apprehensive that he should not have it in his power to repeat his visit till the end of the Rains: The rains on the following Sunday were so heavy, that he was prevented from performing Divine Service, in the morning, at the Court Room: The sermon which he had prepared for the morning was from the Miracle recorded in the Ninth Chapter of St.

John's Gospel, After exhorting, in conclusion, those whose spiritual sight had been restored, boldly to confess Christ before men, he would have closed his Ministry among them with that animating exhortation--unconscious how strikingly applicable they were to his own case-- Be thou faithful unto death, and I will give thee a crown of life.

By the exertions of this day Mr. Garnon was much fatigued. Soon after he had retired to rest, he was suddenly called up by a messenger from Kissey Town, sent to inform him that Mr. Wenzel, who had been ill several days, considered himself dying, and begged that he would hasten to him. Shortly after, another messenger came with a similar entreaty. Garnon, dreading the effects of such an unseasonable exposure, and especially under his particular circumstances, affectionately and earnestly remonstrated with him on the danger, requesting that he would defer his visit till the morning.

He felt it uncertain, however, whether Mr. Wenzel might live till the morning; and, considering that his visit might be of importance to the aged sufferer, or to the Society with which he was connected, he thought it his duty to comply with the request. With a view to relieve the solicitude of Mrs.

Garnon, he said to her, "My Dear, do not be anxious about me. No symptoms of illness immediately appearing, his friends had fondly hoped he might have escaped injury, though there was evidently in him a want of his usual energy. On the following Thursday Evening, he complained of head-ache; and the next morning, finding himself very ill, medical advice was immediately procured. His attack was pronounced inflammatory, resulting from his exposure during the night on his visit to Mr. Wenzel; and not the general fever of the country. His sufferings now became very acute: I have suffered greatly; and I know you have felt for me, and prayed for me.

This is a trial to us both; but it is needful, and I trust will be for our benefit. Our happiness hitherto has been uninterrupted--we have enjoyed many mercies. That gracious promise-- My God shall supply all your need out of his riches in glory by Christ Jesus --has been powerfully impressed on my mind, from the first. My need is that of patience; and it shall be supplied to me. Johnson's coming from Regent's Town to sit up with him, he inquired, with, great affection; after all the Missionaries; and, with great earnestness, prayed, "May God bless them!

Johnson, "I should like to have more medical advice. I think it right to use all proper means, and then shall leave the event with my Heavenly Father, to whom I have long since committed myself and my all. His sufferings were at times Great; but calmness and resignation pervaded his soul. When in pain and much weakness, he would cry out, as he frequently did, "I need patience: It is a part of that need which shall be supplied.

The nature of his illness was such as to produce almost constant delirium; but, in his intervals of reason, his mind was firmly stayed on the Divine Promises; and those truths, which he had so faithfully and earnestly preached to others, were now his support and consolation.

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Cates kindly succeeded Mr. Johnson in his attendance upon him; and, from that time, remained with him, night and day, as long as he continued in the body; Mr. Cates addressed to the Secretaries of the Society a mournful account of the trials of this season, in which various particulars are related of Mr. Garnon's illness and death, for which the reader may turn to the Missionary Register for , pp.

On the morning of the day of his death; he was considered better; but an evident and distressing change suddenly taking place about four o'clock in the afternoon, those hopes, which his afflicted and anxious friends had so willingly cherished, were at once blasted: The Missionaries had all assembled at his house, for the purpose of paying the last tribute of respect to the memory of the late Mrs. It was a season, the solemnity of which, under such peculiar circumstances, may be better conceived than described. But the appointed time was come; and, early on the morning of the 29th of July , his happy spirit was released from the body, and entered into rest.

At the early age of twenty-seven was this devoted Servant of God thus cut off, in the midst of increasing exertions and usefulness! What a dream is life! All flesh is grass, and all the goodliness thereof as the flower of the field. Many and chequered were the scenes through which he passed in his short pilgrimage--exposed to innumerable dangers.

When surrounded by the rude instruments of death on the field of battle, not one was suffered to pierce him. He was spared to labour and to fall in a nobler service--a Martyr in his Saviour's Cause! In the exercise of his Ministry, it may truly be said of him, that he was not ashamed of the Gospel of Christ. His mind was so deeply impressed with a sense, both of the value and of the imminent danger of the souls committed to his charge, and of his own consequent responsibility, that he earnestly and boldly enforced on all, Repentance toward God, and faith toward our Lord Jesus Christ.

The prevailing feature in his character and in his Ministry, was an affectionate simplicity, animated by fervent zeal. There was no aim at the display of himself, but a plain statement and a faithful application of Divine Truth.

This growth of his own mind in grace was manifest in his temper and life; but more especially in his public ministrations, which became peculiarly solemn and impressive. He was ever anxious to maintain the true dignity of his office; and, with holy courage, testified his disapprobation of what he deemed likely to have an immoral tendency. In thus labouring for the spiritual welfare of the Church, Mr. Garnon was ever attentive to her external discipline, knowing its conduciveness and even necessity to permanent edification.

He strove that all things should be done decently and in order , and that the worship of God should be conducted with seriousness and devotion. Every one who attended his Ministry there can testify, that, with all earnestness, he reproved, exhorted, yea, intreated them by the mercies and judgments of the Lord, to turn unto Him. May his solemn and faithful admonitions, and his earnest entreaties, now that his voice no longer proclaims among them Salvation by the Cross of Christ, sink deeply into every heart!

In the care of the youthful part of his Charge, Mr. Garnon felt a peculiar degree of concern. The Colonial schools, established in Free Town for the children of the Maroon and Nova-Scotia Settlers, were more immediately under his own eye. They had been formed on the British System; but, as the Church Missionary Society was about to take the whole charge of these and of all the Country Schools on itself, and had introduced the National System into the Schools already under its care, it became requisite that a uniform system should prevail throughout the whole establishment.

Garnon had made themselves well acquainted, with the National System, by a diligent attendance at the Central School in Baldwin's Gardens; and were thereby prepared to co-operate with the Society in its design of bringing all the Schools of the Colony into the practice of that System. Some difficulties, however, naturally arose in accomplishing this plan; and time and opportunities were to be waited for: Garnon cheerfully bore up against, and watched every occasion of acting toward the young with the greatest advantage.

Beside his attention to the Colonial Schools, he procured a Schoolmaster to teach, on Sundays, a considerable number of Liberated Boys, who were training up in Free Town for Mechanics, and had them taken to Church. On the week nights, he instructed them himself, after they had finished their day's work. They used to form an interesting groupe at his Family Worship, which always concluded their instruction. He visited the Military Hospital once a week; and oftener, when necessary: The improvement of the Colony in which he occupied so important a station lay thus, in every way, near his heart.

This led him to promote, so far as he could, every useful Institution; whether it related to the welfare of a few individuals, or to the general good: He took an active part in the Poor Society, supported chiefly by Europeans; for the relief of those Settlers, who, from age or infirmity, became incapable of procuring a comfortable maintenance for themselves. In his visits to this class and his attention to their wants, he evinced his earnest desire to minister to their temporal and eternal happiness. In respect of these works of Charity, he laboured to impress on the minds of his hearers, the necessity of a right motive and end.

A Sermon preached by him, for the benefit of this Society, from the Apostles' words-- For ye know the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ, that, though he was rich, yet for your sakes he became poor, that ye through his poverty might be rich --was especially directed to this end. Garnon was naturally of a generous and amiable disposition; and, under the influence of Christian Principle, his heart was always open to the sufferings and distresses of others.

That spirit of Christian Charity glowed in him, which taught him to weep with them that wept, and rejoice with them that rejoiced. In the spirit of gratitude to his Heavenly Father for the many mercies freely conferred on him, he liberally contributed to the necessitous and destitute; and no calls of this nature were made to him in vain. In the discharge of the relative duties of domestic life, he was most exemplary.

It was AT HOME, as well as abroad, that he set a bright and lovely example of the power of Religion, to heighten every social comfort, and to sanctify every human enjoyment. As a Husband, she who can best testify to his character declares him to have been uniformly tender and affectionate: As a Master, he earnestly sought and prayed for the present and eternal happiness of those who served under him; and his deportment toward his native domestics did not fail to awaken their esteem and confidence.

The diffusion of the light of the Gospel, both in and around the Colony, was the prevailing desire of his mind. In a Letter addressed to the Secretary of the Church Missionary Society, a few months before his death, he writes I mentioned to you, in my last, a wish that I had of seeing you on the shores of Africa: Bickersteth visited Africa, but for six months, during the Dry Season. He would then be able to arrange many things, as to the Settlement of all the Brethren in the Colony, and to join with us in proposing plans for the extension of Christ's Kingdom beyond the Colony.

We should not only have a sufficient number of Christian Teachers for the different Towns in the Colony, but two or three extra hands, in case of any being sick or dying; and to enable, in the Dry Season, one and another, by turns, to push forth among the Natives, and preach the Gospel to them. I should be very glad to enrol myself in the number, and take my turn; and, if it had not been for my engagements in the Colony, I should, as I had purposed, have put this in execution, on Mr.

In writing, at the same time, to the Assistant Secretary, he says, in reference to some difficulties which had occurred I often think of you, in my different engagements; and anxiously wish you were near me, to advise in many important circumstances which occur. But as this cannot be effected when we wish it, there is great comfort in knowing that we have an Almighty Friend, who can direct us in the greatest difficulties.