Monday, April 7, 2008

Not many things could make me feel guilty about eating chocolate...

the chocolate campaigne



HOW MUCH CHOCOLATE DO YOU EAT IN A WEEK?

One form of trafficking is the use of children to harvest the cocoa beans on farms in Cote D'Ivoire. These children are likely to be working to make your chocolate.

Where did all the chocolate come from?
Nearly half the world's chocolate is made from cocoa grown in the Cote D'Ivoire, in Africa.
AN ESTIMATED 12,000 children have been trafficked into cocoa farms in Cote D'Ivoire
When we buy chocolate we are being forced to be oppressors ourselves as we have no guarantee that the chocolate we eat is 'traffik free'
Traffik Free Guarantee
We want all chocolate companies to be able to stamp onto their chocolate wrappers a guarantee that the cocoa beans have not been harvested by trafficked labour. We can then choose to eat chocolate with a Traffik Free Guarantee.


This came off of www.stopthetraffik.org. Check it out. It's amazing what ignorant lives we live on our side of the globe.

2 comments:

Cheryl Turnbull said...

Hi Lela,

I am so glad you responded on my blog. I didn't know what your email address was, so I found your blog. It is my intention to blog at least once a week, so please do come back. I will be glad to try and get you connected to other women in ministry in your area, if you let me know the area in which you live. If you go to my website, www.mentoringwomeninministry.com, I have monthly e-newsletters I send out the first of each month. This month I didn’t get one out because of moving, but I did send an email to the 600+ women letting them know what was going on in my life. Please do not hesitate to email me directly with any concerns you may have. I will do my best to encourage and be a resource to you and anyone else you may know that needs this type of ministry.

Tony Coulombe said...

I'm not sure how to respond to this post. I'm not really happy about anything that makes me feel like eating chocolate might be immoral. I'm really at a spiritual crossroads here. Is it wrong that my gluttony for the tasty goodness that is chocolate is suppressing my compassion for poor children in Africa? Dangit! I'm a missionary for crying out loud! I'm supposed to bleed compassion.