The language of chickens or Why are there not more non-disturbing synonyms for slaughter?

Do you know what roosters say in Honduras?  If you said cock-a-doodle-doo, you would be wrong.  Turns out they say kee-ka-dee-kee!  I know, not only do you have to learn another language to speak to humans in Honduras, you also need to do some studying before you can fully understand the animals as well.  Sigh.  When will it end?

Do you know what ELSE I’ve learned about roosters/chickens from being in Honduras?  They don’t always arrive all dead and ready to be cooked.  This was a disturbing discovery.  I really enjoyed these new pets, I mean future meals, when they looked like this:

118 MoisesBut when this starts happening:

177 ManuelI get a little queasy.

(And I very graciously refrained from sharing the pictures with the most gore.)

But you know what’s really stupendous to add to any non-profit on some level?  Sustainability.  And do you know what could be pretty darn sustainable?  Raising, slaughtering and eating and/or selling your very own chickens.  Regardless of what language they speak.  Here is why this is important for the kids.  I give it to you in a four part list.  Written in no particular order.

1.  These are adolescent boys.  Ergo, they’re always hungry.  Meat is much more expensive than rice.  Ergo, they get a lot more rice in their diets than protein.  (Jilli will be blogging about meat in the near future.  Remember – we’re going to make meat, medicine and madres interesting!) Any way that we can inject more meat in their diets would be splendid.  (I apologize to all of the vegetarians and vegans reading this.  You may find reasons 3 and 4 more agreeable.)

2. All of the boys have received training to some degree in how to slaughter a chicken.  Any little skill that they can be given will help their future.  I mean, think about where you could be today if you were able to put ‘chicken slaughterer’ on your resume.

3.  There are two boys in particular who have flourished under the responsibility given to them in the slaughtering process.  This is an opportunity to discover the individual strengths the boys have and enables those strengths to be honed in on and developed.  One of the boys is a child who has been incredibly unstable in the past, frequently returning to the street.  He has greatly stabilized since being given greater responsibility in this area.  We must give the kids tangible and unique things that will keep them from the streets!  (Even if the mere thought of killing a chicken gives you the willies.  I’m not alone in this, right?)

4.  Once this chick program grows some roots, Proniño should be able to offset a portion of the meat budget, sell some of the meat to the community and buy the next batch of pets, I mean food, with what remains.

Our goal is to raise enough to purchase one batch of baby chicks.  400 sources of protein cost $350.  To support Sharing Joy: One Piece at a Time please click here.

We are $1,320 towards our goal!  So, today, you get to see a little bit more of the sky.  =)

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Cock a doodle doo.

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3 responses to “The language of chickens or Why are there not more non-disturbing synonyms for slaughter?

  1. Reblogged this on Sin Queso, Sin Mantequilla and commented:
    Sharing Joy and buying chickens!

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