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Shamroni
Shamroni (on the right) at the Well
Shamroni comes from a Mavchi tribal background, from a village in an undeveloped, remote and hilly area of India. Her family, consisting of her mother, grandmother, grandfather and two sisters, live in a small, wooden hut. Her father is absent, often drunk, living in another village with another woman. He does not help in any way.
Shamroni first came to live and study at the Indira Bhavan tribal girl's home and school in 2013 when she was in the 2nd grade. Now she is in grade 5. Her sisters, Priyanka and Roshani also study at the school and are in grades 9 and 11 respectively.
When Shamroni returns home during vacation times she goes with her sisters to the local market or farm to find daily work to help with their living expenses. She is a clever girl, who studies hard and wants to become a doctor after completing her education. She wants to be able to improve her family's situation and that of her community. Because of the education she is receiving at Indira Bhavan, the Prem Sewa School for girls in Manjari, this dream can become a reality.
Graduate Students with Frank
How rewarding it is for founder Frank Juelich to receive the occasional visit from some of the young men who formerly lived and were taught at the boy's school in Nagpur. All, except Sushil, are now living in Mumbai, the most populous city in India, once called Bombay.
Because these young men received an education at the Prem Sewa School in Nagpur, they have been exposed to a biblical message and a Christian life-style during their formative years. Now they have successfully moved into the opportunities that have opened for them.
Christmas treats
Cultural Program
Drama - "Pray for India"
During the Christmas season, Frank Juelich tells us that the girls and boys love the dramas, dances, special food and the host of other activities that take place as the children prepare to dazzle their audience with their creative ideas. He reminds us of the words of the hymn that come to his mind as he sees the radiant joy on the faces of his 'kids' and the sound of their happy laughter:
"When all thy mercies, O my God, my rising soul surveys, transported with the view, I'm lost in wonder, love and praise. Ten thousand, thousand precious gifts my daily thanks employ."