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SHARING<br />

THE<br />

HARVEST<br />

<strong>Chewonki</strong>’s farm thrives on <strong>the</strong><br />

shared work of many hands<br />

often amazed at what we accomplish when we<br />

I’m<br />

work toge<strong>the</strong>r. On August 26—day two of<br />

Semester 45—all 40 students and much of <strong>the</strong><br />

faculty of <strong>Chewonki</strong> Semester School came down<br />

to <strong>the</strong> farm for work program. <strong>The</strong> tasks we<br />

completed <strong>in</strong> that two-hour block were significant: more than<br />

600 pounds of potatoes were harvested, washed, dried, and<br />

packed away to store <strong>in</strong> <strong>the</strong> root cellar, and four rows of onions<br />

and two rows of dry beans were pulled and set aside to cure.<br />

For some of <strong>the</strong> students, it was <strong>the</strong> first time <strong>the</strong>y had ever<br />

really stopped to consider that potatoes grow underground—<br />

let alone that harvest<strong>in</strong>g <strong>the</strong>m is hard work.<br />

Now, five weeks later, <strong>the</strong>se same students seem like old<br />

hands on <strong>the</strong> farm. Today seven of <strong>the</strong>m are digg<strong>in</strong>g sweet<br />

potatoes. Our new lay<strong>in</strong>g hens—bolder than our old girls—are<br />

<strong>in</strong>term<strong>in</strong>gl<strong>in</strong>g with <strong>the</strong> diggers, peck<strong>in</strong>g at <strong>the</strong> newly harvested<br />

potatoes. From time to time, we unearth a burrow of mice:<br />

<strong>the</strong>y scurry, we shriek. Dur<strong>in</strong>g shared harvests like <strong>the</strong>se, I have<br />

tried to be both fully present with my dirty knees and my<br />

current company, and also to honor all that I recall experienc<strong>in</strong>g<br />

<strong>in</strong> my exact location over <strong>the</strong> past months. Here, I<br />

remember plow<strong>in</strong>g this garden with our draft horse, Sal, <strong>in</strong> late<br />

spr<strong>in</strong>g; plant<strong>in</strong>g sp<strong>in</strong>dly sweet potato babies <strong>in</strong> early June;<br />

reunit<strong>in</strong>g with a former student return<strong>in</strong>g to work a few weeks<br />

on <strong>the</strong> farm; and weed<strong>in</strong>g for days with our stellar farm crew<br />

under <strong>the</strong> blaz<strong>in</strong>g summer sun.<br />

28 / <strong>Chewonki</strong> Chronicle<br />

MEGAN PHILLIPS<br />

Load<strong>in</strong>g <strong>the</strong> farm truck with buckets of sweet potatoes, I<br />

head to <strong>the</strong> wash station, where two students, Ben and Lydia,<br />

are dutifully r<strong>in</strong>s<strong>in</strong>g each tuber. <strong>The</strong>re, stand<strong>in</strong>g <strong>in</strong> <strong>the</strong> mud<br />

that <strong>in</strong>evitably forms here, <strong>the</strong>se two potato washers have—<br />

without encouragement—<strong>in</strong>corporated a group of sixth graders<br />

<strong>in</strong>to <strong>the</strong>ir efforts. My heart swells. I came to <strong>the</strong> farm crew last<br />

November after three years on <strong>the</strong> <strong>Outdoor</strong> <strong>Classroom</strong> staff<br />

and have worked <strong>in</strong> <strong>the</strong>se past months to connect those two<br />

pieces of <strong>Chewonki</strong> that I love so much, <strong>the</strong> OC and <strong>the</strong> farm.<br />

This OC group just completed harvest<strong>in</strong>g all of our leeks, some<br />

dest<strong>in</strong>ed for <strong>the</strong> root cellar, some for Packout, where <strong>the</strong> leek is<br />

<strong>the</strong> featured “Vegetable of <strong>the</strong> Week” for school groups on<br />

campus. <strong>The</strong> farm crew has imag<strong>in</strong>ed and offered opportunities<br />

for OC students to get dirty on <strong>the</strong> farm, to do work here that<br />

is real and mean<strong>in</strong>gful as a way of connect<strong>in</strong>g to <strong>the</strong> source of<br />

<strong>the</strong>ir food and fur<strong>the</strong>rmore to this place. And here,<br />

unprompted, our semester school students are mak<strong>in</strong>g that<br />

connection happen. Lydia is us<strong>in</strong>g her best teacher voice: “It<br />

looks like some new help has just arrived. Thanks so much for<br />

help<strong>in</strong>g with all <strong>the</strong> potato wash<strong>in</strong>g.” This is a simple th<strong>in</strong>g,<br />

this particular form of outreach by Lydia and Ben to some<br />

starry-eyed-because-big-kids-are-talk<strong>in</strong>g-to-us sixth graders,<br />

but a significant th<strong>in</strong>g too—a reach<strong>in</strong>g out through <strong>the</strong> shared<br />

work of hands.<br />

That heart-hands-head connection is fur<strong>the</strong>r evident—and<br />

certa<strong>in</strong>ly at its tastiest—when we consider what happens to all<br />

“Words fail me when I consider what our kitchen staff has done<br />

all summer and fall, what <strong>the</strong>y do three times a day, every day.”

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