The Story Continues...

 

Dear Journal,

Today, my peaceful life ended. Even though some

berries are lucky enough to be hand picked,

I was harvested by a machine. Suddenly,

my berry started shaking and rumbling.

Then, I got this really weird feeling.

Soon, Cappa Chino started

screaming like a banshee. Boom! We landed hard.

I felt like I was broken in two.

Soon, Cappa Chino started wailing.

Bang! Bam! Suddenly, all of our sunlight was

gone. I had been picked up off the ground and put

into a deep basket. I was buried under hundreds

of other berries with Cappa Chino. Usually, soft,

light penetrated the skin of my berry,

but now it was dark as night.

"Joe?" Cappa Chino whispered.

"Yeah?" I answered him. "What's going on? " he asked.

After a few seconds, I answered...

"The Harvest."

Sincerely,

Cuppa Joe

 

 

Dear Journal,

After hours and hours of sitting in the dark and

listening to bubbles, I felt terrified.

Soon I was put into a bath of running water called

a sluice, a machine that has a special kind

of water in it. It is supposed to separate

the good berries from the bad. The good berries

sink, while the bad berries, sticks, and leaves

float. I guess I am a good berry because I sank.

Sincerely,

Cuppa Joe

 

Two More Chapters...

 

Coffee's History	Coffee and Sleep	Coffee and Heart Disease	Caffeine and Its Effects
Cuppa Joe's Journal	Table of Contents	The Authors	Bean To Cup- The Game
Little Known Facts About Coffee	Citations and References	How Well Do You Know The Prices?	The Coffee Menu
	The Map	The Graph	Outside Links!