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Maki Workcamp in Japan – Charlotte Cameron – 2-15 June 2025

On the recommendation of a relative who went on international workcamps in their youth, I applied for the Maki village workcamp near Japan’s northern alps and found myself excitedly making my way there at the beginning of June this year. 

Maki village has a fifty year history as an inclusive, organic and self-sufficient community in this relatively isolated part of Japan. It is part of the greater Kyoda Gayusha network of communities, who are especially committed to supporting people with disabilities to live fulfilled lives around others. As volunteers, we were there to help with big seasonal jobs as well as generally gardening and maintenance, which would go towards feeding the community for another year. 

It was clear before we arrived that some elements of the work might challenge us. For instance, the only way to access Maki village was via a two-hour walk with all our gear through hilly forest. Also, our work days were long – starting at 6am and not finishing until about 5pm. Accommodation was simple. We shared rooms in a traditional Japanese Gassho-style (thatched roof) house, where little critters kept us on our toes. 

But we had a really phenomenal time. Waking up to gorgeous views of the Japanese alps over the valley was such a special way to start each day, the weather was consistently summery, and the volunteer group and village residents chatted away as we worked, which meant the days didn’t feel terribly long. There was a good mix of different jobs – planting rice seedlings, stripping trees, working on garden beds, milking the feisty resident goat (mostly unsuccessfully), shelling soy beans, turning honey, and repairing paths. It was strenuous but satisfying to be working solidly each day, and getting work done that directly helped this community’s capacity to sustain itself. 

There was also a fantastic array of cultural and leisure experiences during our stay – cooking over a ground fire, pounding rice to make mochi, folding gyoza, a bonfire night with sparklers, practicing Japanese calligraphy and of course, eating an incredible selection of Japanese dishes including miso soup, fried rice, soy beans, kare, tofu, Japanese plums and traditional herbs fried in tempura. 

By far, the loveliest part of the workcamp was the cultural exchange with both Maki residents and the other volunteers over our thirteen days together. We had a great time stumbling through bits of the Japanese language with our entertaining hosts and marvelling cross-culturally at the wonder of our natural surrounds. I feel very lucky to have had this experience in such a unique and isolated part of Japan, grateful to our generous hosts, and I look forward to more workcamps in future.

Stripping bark from felled trees so that the trunks would dry out insect-less before being used for roof repair on the traditional village houses. 

Our volunteer group harvesting seedlings ready for transplanting into the fields.                     

Rain on our first day planting rice seedlings.          

Afternoon tea break.       

Amazing sunset over the alps; our village house in the foreground. 

The Maki volunteers on our first day, from L-R: Australia, Khue (from Vietnam), Chris (from Germany), Yelena (from Hong Kong) and Rico (from Japan). 

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22 Hours To Sell Apple Pies – This Is Why We Do It

22 Hours To Sell Apple Pies – This Is Why We Do It

  • Andrea Grugel, Germany

 

This year, I was fortunate to take part in an IVP project in the beautiful, welcoming community of Tallong, New South Wales, Australia. Together with six other volunteers from across the globe — Vietnam, Laos, Indonesia, Mexico, Russia, Australia, and Germany — we lent a hand at the Tallong Apple Day Festival.

 

When I told friends, colleagues, and family back home in Germany that I would be travelling halfway around the world to… sell apple pies, they smiled politely and shook their heads. “You’re doing what?!”

 

And honestly, I could not quite explain it either. Why spend 22 hours on a plane and give up precious vacation days — instead of lounging by a pool, going on safari, or learning to kite surf — just to help at a small-town festival?

 

Maybe a little story will help answer that.

 

Tallong, Sunday, September 28, 2025

 

After a full week of preparation — moving tables and chairs, removing bits of trash from lawns and pathways, setting up tents, sorting and labeling items, hanging exhibits, laminating signs, bagging apples, slicing pies, and nervously checking the weather forecast — the big day finally arrived.

 

People came from near and far to enjoy the festival: watching pig races and pie-eating contests, admiring vintage cars, cheering on woodcutters and medieval reenactors, listening to live music, and browsing stalls filled with cider, crafts, art, and, of course, apple pies.

 

From early morning we were rushing all over the place — taking tickets, fastening wristbands, lending a hand wherever needed, and yes, selling apple pies by the dozen.

 

Then, suddenly, it was over. The crowd dispersed, vendors packed up, and we finally stopped moving long enough to notice how tired — and how happy — we were.

 

Just then, a local photographer we had met during the setup came over for one last group photo. As he was leaving, he told us how deeply moved he felt seeing people from all over the world working side by side at a small-town festival in rural Australia. He explained that years ago, his daughter had volunteered in South America — and that, somehow, it felt as if something she had given back then had now come full circle to his own community.

Something had quietly returned.

 

In that moment — amid the packing up, the laughter, the bustle — his words sank in. I think all of us volunteers felt the same quiet emotion. It was a reminder of what a peaceful, connected world could look like: people giving freely, and one day, in some unexpected way, receiving something in return.

 

That is what volunteering is all about.

That is why we do it.

 

Thank you to everyone who made it possible for us to be part of this experience.

L to R:  Ou-ee from Laos, Charlotte from Australia, Dao from Vietnam, Helen from Indonesia, Andrea from Germany, Alina from Russia, Melissa from Mexico

 

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