by CrackedGirl on Tue Aug 02, 2011 7:53 pm
I am not a veggie evangelist!
Growing up where I did in Africa was an experience. Someone said something today that triggered me and I thought I would blog it to get it out of my system.
When we visited students' villages we used to be given live chickens as presents. This was a big deal but the students used to think it was funny to kill them in front of me. We had a mud cess pit behind our house and the students would take the chicken and cut its head off so the blood made an arterial spurt against the wall of the pit. They would then cut off the feet, which are a delicacy. I saw this happen many times and the students would chase me with their bloody hands as a joke.
In addition to this we once went to a tribal city and were "lucky" enough to be invited to a ritual slaughter. On the way in I remember reading the words human sacrifice (I was a good reader and because of the missionary thing knew what sacrifice meant). It was a pig and I remember ppl chanting and dancing and the pig squealing really high and loud then this weird noise as its throat was cut then blood everywhere.
I believe you should only eat meat if you can kill it and having seen those things I could not kill an animal so that is why i am veggie.
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cos I seem to have left an important part of my brain somewhere,
somewhere in a field in Hampshire.
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