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Dated: 16th April 2017

We certainly lived up to the "Agricultural" side of our name this week. It was wheat harvest time which means all of our staff, boys and even some of our girls were out in the hot sun to bring in our precious grain. A portion of our harvest is sold while the rest becomes bread, roti and porridge that we consume every single day of the year.

Harvesting the wheat.
Jessica getting ready to get a shot of the combine harvester.
Jessica's shot turned out a little 'grainy'.
Unloading the wheat from the combine into our trailer.

A large amount of our harvest is done by way of a combine harvester. The machine can cut and process the fields much faster than manual labor; the downside to this speed is a loss in yield (as a percentage of the crop is dropped on the field floor) and the loss of one of the special by-products of the harvest: boosa.

'Boosa' is the Hindi word for cut straw. We use it for a lot of things but mostly it is mixed with green grass to provide our cows with healthy, home made food. It is an essential part of our farm and each year we store away huge rooms filled with the stuff.

Boosa, one of the crucial elements of our farm.
To bring a great wheat harvest as well as a good amount of boosa we must turn from the easier option of the combine harvester, to the labor intensive thrasher. But the journey to the thrasher is paved with lots of hard work...and it all starts with the careful creation of jhunas.
Shane preparing to make some jhunas.
Silvester making his share of jhunas.
The girls getting involved for the first time this year.
Job and the boys makings dozens of jhunas.
Eugene working on his own pile of jhunas.
Corinna putting her jhunas to work.

Have you figured it out yet? Do you know what a jhuna is? Just think of it as a piece of string; a piece of string, made entirely out of wheat. These strings are then used to tie bundles of cut wheat together. Where once we would cut the wheat fully by hand, last year we purchased a "wheat cutter" that takes a lot of the manual labor out of the work.

Our wheat cutter.
Amir carrying a 'phula' or bundle of wheat.
The jhunas can be seen neatly tying together these two phulas.

Once the bundles have been tied they are stacked in their hundreds on top of trailers and carted off over to the back of the dairy where the final stage of thrashing is completed. It is hard work, compounded by extreme heat, dust and the raging mechanical clanking of the thrasher as it chews through bundles of wheat.

The phulas being run through the thrasher to separate the wheat and the boosa.
Thrashing is hard work.
Raju, inspecting the wheat as it comes out of the back of the thrasher.

Once the thrashing is complete some of the wheat is sent straight off to market, while the rest is stored safely in giant piles on our drying floor. Its journey is not over, as next week we bring out our giant fan and the winnowing stage begins!

Anish just can't 'wheat' until harvest is over!

In other news, we had a stream of visitors this week arriving from Kenya, the USA, Europe and India. Popping in for just a few days to meet us and our large family, it was a great chance to fellowship with new friends and put the harvesting on hold, if only for a moment.

Our visitors and some staff.

One family among the visitors were Risto, Maria & Tatu Lindqvist from Finland, who have a unique connection to our orphanage, and also to Rick. In 1983 the Lindqvist's were living in the Himalayas just a short drive from our mission; over their 2 year stay in India they had become very friendly with our staff and children. At one point during their stay Rick, noticing that Marja was not well, rushed her from her mountain home to a hospital in Polyganj where it was discovered that her kidney had shut down. Marja relayed the story to us later saying "Rick, you saved my life!".

The story continues however: some months later Rick was taking them to their hotel in Delhi before their departure out of India. Having an uneasy feeling about the Sikh-owned hotel they had booked, Rick instead took them to a guesthouse owned by the mission. The next morning morning Prime Minister Indira Gandhi was shot by her Sikh body guards and the hotel (where the Lindqvist's had their original booking) was burned down by Hindus in retaliation. Many people in the hotel died that day.

Thankfully, Rick could simply relax, drink tea and reconnect with the Lindqvists this time around, with no saving required.

Risto, Marja and Tatu Linqvist, reunited with Rick after more than 33 years.

There has also been the regular maintenance issues here. One of the most "interesting" being some electrical repair work in the school that presented a chance for some of our girls to get some "on the job" training under the watchful eye of Rick and Clifton. A few screws, wires and switches later and things were back to normal.

Jimika installing a new switch into a power board.

And that brings us to the close of another week. We wish you peace, joy and happiness this Easter and always. Thank you for your continued prayer for Uncle Anil and Josie as they go through their ongoing health issues. They were both up and around a bit today, which is great!

Blessing on you,
Rick, Clifton, Eugene & Priscilla
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The Good Shepherd Agricultural Mission is a registered non-profit and society in Uttarakhand, India that undertakes the care of around 80 orphan and destitute children. The Mission works to be as self-supporting as possible through income generated internally by it's farm and school. For more information see our website.

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