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Maimouna
MAIMOUNA:
BEYOND A SONG
One very special eleven year old girl wrote the book that the song "Maimouna"
is based on.
In the fall of 2003, an elementary school teacher did a lesson on the business
of cocoa - and we mean
ALL THE BUSINESS OF COCOA - from how the delicious bean is cultivated to how
the practice
of child slavery is used to cut production costs on cocoa farms in Africa.
Too heavy for elementary school kids? Nope! They loved the lesson that not only
included a favorite
food, but incorporated many important scholastic lessons on business, trade,
history, agriculture, and more.
Many kids sympathized so much with their enslaved African peers that they stopped
buying cocoa that wasn't fair trade.
One third grader, Katka Bakova, keenly listened and absorbed the lesson with
heart, soul and mind.
On her own - no assignment here - she wrote the story Almost True:
Story of a Brave Cocoa Slave.
Almost True is fiction based on fact. Miss Bakova eloquently tells the
story of how a young girl, Maimouna,
gets sold into slavery, and of her eventual escape. Bakova did all the art illustrations
too, and two other 3rd grade girls
did the editing, revising, layout, and final finishing touches on the original
art.
The story and drawings charmingly tell a tale of harrowing ugliness and sweet
human dignity.
For sure, Miss Bakova "spilled the beans" about the dark underbelly
of much of our cocoa.
BUY FAIR TRADE COCOA - it will say it on the package (MARS and HERSHEY ARE
NOT FAIR TRADE)
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L y r i c s
- Maimouna - by Crystal Eastman
When
daddy sold her
Mommy cried
Trouble coming down
Daugther comforts mommy
I'm coming home alive
Thinks she's lucky
Gonna earn some money
Buy her family a home
Off she goes
Bye bye family
We'll be poor no more
Maimouna, Brave cocoa slave
On cocoa farms
Big strong guards
Dirty water no food
Sleeps in a box
Now she knows
A poor man's bed is better than a slave's
Ten hour days
That barely pay
A month brings seven cents
Owners slap her when she asks for more
They call her a stupid little girl
But she found a way
Gonna escape
Play dead
When you die they send you back home
So she fakes her death
So bottoms up
She opted out
She quit her job
She escaped slavery
On the ivory coast