Julia says, ‘As Easter is nearly with us and the shops are bulging with it,’ the prompt is:
…looking at all of that chocolate…
Golden Pods
I stood looking at all of that chocolate and was carried back in time to my childhood home. Then I didn’t know what chocolate tasted like, I just knew the yellow pods had to be harvested and sent away, so that children in other countries could have something called Easter eggs. But eggs came from chickens. I asked if a chicken was inside. I covered my eyes as father took a machete and aimed, I didn’t want to see a baby chick cut open. Bang, and then there was something creamy. I put my finger in and tasted, so this was chocolate? But what about the eggs?
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Lucid Gypsy 
Lovely Gilly, but it made me sad somehow. Never spared much thought to the bitter truth behind my sweet indulgence.
there are many rituals for Easter holiday …
love it! may i share it on facebook and credit you please?
Go for it sweetie! Be over to visit your blog after work!
What a great take on the prompt. we forget that not everyone is obsessed or understands our need for chocolate!
thanks luv! done! https://www.facebook.com/BLYSSchocolate appreciate that you look beyond the choco-hype. keep rocking the 100 word challenge!
Great response to the challenge. We take so much for granted here.You have opened our eyes.
BE ENCOURAGED! BE BLESSED!
Terrific, Gilly! I love it.
“I put my finger in and tasted, so this was chocolate? But what about the eggs?” was the best part! 🙂 Great job!
How interesting! I’d like to read a longer version of this.
My response: http://www.aliciaaudrey.com/blog/resisting-chocolate/
Please take a bow as I’m applauding this!
yes it is sad, and lovely, all together … i must confess that i love chocolate but take care that it is fair trade or similar 🙂
DE-light-FUL! I especially like, “…so this was chocolate? But what about the eggs?”
My dad used to plant cacao at our backyard. Me and ny siblings would eat the sweet pulp meat, then mom would dry the seeds, roast them and make a delicious chocolate drink. Miss those days. Wonderful post!
I’m sure the majority of people have no idea where chocolate really comes from. 🙂 Thanks for sharing your story, Gilly.
This is an adorable account of a childhood experience. Children are very innocent and look at things literally. A very sweet (no pun intended) story). ~~~~ : – )
Happy soon to be Easter ….
Excellent writing. It’s so easy to forget the people behind our chocolate
I have never seen the green and yellow cocoa pods up close and personal before, Gilly, thanks. When my boys were little, I would hide Easter Eggs all over the house and leave decorated baskets by their beds so when they woke in the morning all they had to do was follow the bunny-prints to find treasure. I made the bunny trails using flour (easy to vacuum up after the hunt).