Thursday, June 30, 2016

We're hiring!

Sprouting Hope is looking for a new Program Coordinator. Our current coordinator is heading off on a new adventure so we're looking for a highly motivated, passionate person who gets things done to step into this role and help Sprouting Hope continue to feed our community.

Take a look at the job description. If you're seeking a new challenge and think you'd be a good fit, submit your resume and cover letter ASAP! The position will be open until filled but we're eager to find the right person and will beginning reviewing applications July 8.

Friday, June 17, 2016

Feeding the Community and My Soul Through Meaningful Work

By Shauna Gillespie

I became involved with Sprouting Hope through a program at Emory & Henry College called Community Engagement Fellows. The goal of the program is to provide students interested in the nonprofit field with some real hands-on experience while assisting organizations that do good work for the community. I had my pick of 26 different positions at nonprofits throughout the area. As soon as I read Sprouting Hope’s mission statement, I knew where I wanted to work.

My time at Sprouting Hope has been very beneficial in many different ways, especially gaining a variety of experience. I have had the chance to attend board meetings, assist with grant writing, work on volunteer programs, organize a fundraising event, work in the garden, and I was even able to attend the Grow Appalachia Conference. I have no doubt that all of these things will be very useful to me in the future regardless of where my career leads me.

There are many ways I could describe my experience: beneficial, productive, educational, fun, and interesting; however, the one word that I believe really sums it up is fulfilling. Through meeting and spending time with many of our garden participants and handing out produce at the food pantry, I gained a better understanding of the impact Sprouting Hope makes on so many people’s lives. Sprouting Hope is more than a place to grow and share healthy produce. It’s a place to grow meaningful relationships and share beautiful memories. When I tell people I want to work with nonprofits when I graduate, they automatically ask how much that pays, usually implying it’s not going to be a lot. For a while I didn’t really have a response to that. Since my experience with Sprouting Hope, my answer is always the same, “I don’t know how much money I’ll make, but it surely pays the soul!”

Home Is Where the Garden Grows

By Robert Kell

In college when folks would ask me about where I grew up I would start with brown beans, pickled beets, and cornbread. I would detail my grandparents’ garden and the ways in which they were skilled at preserving food. I felt that beyond the statistics of what people knew of Appalachia, food was the heritage of my home. Like many other places around the world, food here is cultural, food is life, food is the political and social tool that forms the backbone of those statistics.

My grandparents had a 30ft by 20ft brown patch of dirt in their yard they would transform into a beautiful garden. Folks driving down the road would stop and compliment them on their beans and cabbage. I remember spending hours picking various veggies and watching my grandmother pickle, can, and cook them. Over time though, my grandparents grew older and canned less and less and eventually stopped putting out a garden altogether. No one was there to take over. None of my siblings or parents had the time to grow food. In fact, outside of my grandparents’ house, I don’t remember eating fresh food. I have no memories of watching my mother or father cook fresh vegetables. Sure, we ate canned green beans and peas bought at the grocery store or frozen carrots and broccoli, but nothing picked and served that day. Here we are, two generations removed, and totally dependent on Wal Mart and Food City for our food.

I recently moved back to Marion and stumbled on Sprouting Hope. I couldn’t believe it! Marion had its own community garden and anyone and everyone was welcomed to come out and learn about growing food and better yet, could take home fresh food. On my second visit I brought my youngest siblings with me. They are 9 and 10. As far as I know, neither of them had ever worked in a garden before. Neither of them had ever pruned a tomato, pulled weeds, or picked and ate something right out of the ground. I watched them eat kale for the first time. I watched as their curiosity begin to piece together the importance of food in their lives and the necessity to have fresh food available for their health. Later, I listen to them tell my grandmother about the greens they had picked and their eagerness to try them.

I’m hopeful that over the coming summer months they'll form memories of growing food and become interested in cutting back on Mountain Dew and processed food, but mostly, I hope they form a deep connection with the place they call home and realize that the people they volunteer with, the folks who benefit from the food pantries and the free clinic, and their own family members have the right to different health statistics. The hope that’s really sprouting in Southwest Virginia is a return to a local legacy of food sovereignty and community interdependence. These mountains have no shortage of hard working folks and Sprouting Hope is starting to give them back their dignity and their food. I think it’s important to note that Central Appalachia has some of the worst health disparities in the country. The food we eat has a role to play, but so does living in poverty. The daily stresses that come with deciding which bill to pay and which utility to get cut off are hard. Couple this with diabetes, heart disease, and depression and you get the daily reality of so many in these mountains. I truly see Sprouting Hope as a mechanism of empowerment that can change this. It’s not easy and it’s not changing over night, but who knows the seed we can plant in a 9 or 10 year-old that could grow into a better future for all of us.