KIS. Food Family Tree. 2014
Hi there, my name is Leonardo (a cocoa bean). I come from South America, I was born from a tree. My mother takes 5 years to have her first child after she was planted. I wasn't her first but I am hers. When I was born I was hanging for my moms arm (branch) and I stay there until I was yanked away from my her. I didn't know why I was taken away, all I knew was that I was scared but somehow not alone in a darkroom. The next thing I knew the room was shaking and I was panicking! The floor made me move side to side, then all of a sudden it stopped. I was relieved but still panicking a little on the inside because I didn't know what happened and I didn't know where I was. Then, I heard a truck. Oh no! Is the story true? Were teenagers (cocoa beans) being taken away from their families, and taken to places to die!? I started to cry and eventually I cried myself to sleep. The floor started to shake again so I immediately woke up and tried to figure out what was happening while struggling to stay in one place.
After hours there was light. I was so happy until I saw big machines. My heart started pumping really fast. I wanted to run away, but I was in a high place to jump down. While I was finding a way to escape, I saw a big paper on the wall that had a picture of food and below it it said "Mole", a Mexican dish. I didn't know what that was until I saw a picture of someone that looked like me and next to it was the word, cocoa. I was interested in knowing why I was there so I began to read the ingredients that go into mole. I am a cocoa bean?! I am an ingredient to this dished called mole! I felt like I was having a heart attack because my whole life was basically a lie.
Then someone grabbed me and cleaned me. The person too me into a red and orange room that was really hot. I saw others (cocoa beans) in there too, some were still alive and the rest passed away. Lucky for me, I wasn't in the room for that much time. I was really dark and some parts of my body were burned. Right away they put me in a machine, then another machine, and then another. I was in so much pain, I felt dizzy and I couldn't feel most of my body. After going through all those machines, I felt lucky to be alive but I didn't know if that was a good thing anymore. They put me in plastic bag with others and stapled it. Then I heard the truck again, and I was put into another darkroom.
In my mind, I said, "Oh no, here we go on another painful adventure." Once, the truck stopped I was transferred to this building, it was called Cermak Produce. Another person grabbed me and put me on a hook. I was glad to finally be left alone, but now I was alert every time a person approached me. After days passed, I saw my neighbor leave and finally I was grabbed by a woman whose color was brown (Mexican women). After a long travel, I was in another building. Once I got there they opened me and man that felt good to breathe fresh air. Then I was put in another hot room and this time it felt longer.The next thing I knew, my vision was blurry and I couldn't breathe. I was being moved a lot to a point where I lost my self.
After hours there was light. I was so happy until I saw big machines. My heart started pumping really fast. I wanted to run away, but I was in a high place to jump down. While I was finding a way to escape, I saw a big paper on the wall that had a picture of food and below it it said "Mole", a Mexican dish. I didn't know what that was until I saw a picture of someone that looked like me and next to it was the word, cocoa. I was interested in knowing why I was there so I began to read the ingredients that go into mole. I am a cocoa bean?! I am an ingredient to this dished called mole! I felt like I was having a heart attack because my whole life was basically a lie.
Then someone grabbed me and cleaned me. The person too me into a red and orange room that was really hot. I saw others (cocoa beans) in there too, some were still alive and the rest passed away. Lucky for me, I wasn't in the room for that much time. I was really dark and some parts of my body were burned. Right away they put me in a machine, then another machine, and then another. I was in so much pain, I felt dizzy and I couldn't feel most of my body. After going through all those machines, I felt lucky to be alive but I didn't know if that was a good thing anymore. They put me in plastic bag with others and stapled it. Then I heard the truck again, and I was put into another darkroom.
In my mind, I said, "Oh no, here we go on another painful adventure." Once, the truck stopped I was transferred to this building, it was called Cermak Produce. Another person grabbed me and put me on a hook. I was glad to finally be left alone, but now I was alert every time a person approached me. After days passed, I saw my neighbor leave and finally I was grabbed by a woman whose color was brown (Mexican women). After a long travel, I was in another building. Once I got there they opened me and man that felt good to breathe fresh air. Then I was put in another hot room and this time it felt longer.The next thing I knew, my vision was blurry and I couldn't breathe. I was being moved a lot to a point where I lost my self.
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"The cocoa tree - facts about theobroma cocoa". Chocolate.org. N.p. Web. 18 April. 2014.
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