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IÂ will update this post with more later. I’m rushing today. Chicken. Head. Off. Â
It started with an innocent trip to Starbucks. I took the girls and another little friend there for hot chocolate. Bridgehead, our usual destination, was booked solid. So it was Starbucks or nothing.
We got to talking about free trade and what it means. The girls saw people throwing all their cardboard cups in the garbage (this boggles my mind, why don’t they recycle?). The spoons we got with our order were plastic and each one was individually wrapped.
They were really annoyed. By the time we got home they were ready to fire off an email. I discovered My Starbucks Idea and we posted their suggestions there. But really, who knows if anyone is reading it?
They were orgininally going to walk around the neighborhood with a petition (but Mark wasn’t crazy about the idea) so we suggested a poster might work better. The content of the poster (above)Â was entirely their own.
They brought it to me to photocopy. I sat with them and we did one up on the computer instead. We left Starbucks out of it (Kristina, you’re right, they do ensure a certain percentage of their coffee is fair trade, but not all of it is) and focused instead on free trade as a concept people should be more aware of. I think it’s a good question… do you know where your coffee comes from?
I printed six posters and the girls took off to post them on nearby telephone polls.
I’m quite proud of our little activists.
I wonder where they get that from?
