At the dinner table…..
Vegetables are having a heated discussion. They wanted to take revenge on the farmers who had been spoiling them with dangerous chemicals. A group of spinach was killed last week after being drenched in a yellowish fertilizer for several hours. Jungle ferns were taken away from the supermarket after found rotten by a customers. Young bamboo shoots which used to have the sweetest taste, could no longer proud of it as the chemicals have overpower the original taste.
Initially, Malaysian vegetables had a serious problem with pesticide residues. Up to 75% of the vegetables sent to the wet market were rejected regularly. What will happen to their next generation? Yesterday, tomatoes were seen injected with folate to enhance pregnancy planning. Soya beans are not safe to be consumed any more, because it contains too much of herbicides.
“What do we do now chief?” asked the crowd. We could not bear this any longer; humans are choking us. Leafy vegetables are leading the discussion group. They have now decided to stop growing no matter what fertilizer farmers use to elevate growth.
Now, at the dinner table, thousand of vegetables and herbs are meditating, making crunchy sounds, asking inner strength from God. They were united and sturdy. Then, they built a banner with writes: SAVE US, STOP THE CHEMICALS, SAVE OUR GENES, TAKE US FRESH! AGAINST GENETIC ENGINEERING. They prayed hard and chimed: GOD SAVE US!
Soon, the results shows. To their surprise, countless lorries came to the farm with more genetically engineered vegetables. Beans sprouts, olives, zucchinis, crops… all in gigantic looks. May be they didn’t meditate hard enough. Or perhaps God refused to listen. Who will rescue their youngsters? Humans are selfish creatures. They only mean business. Who would take charge of the social responsibility?
Humans are carcinogens now. They couldn’t care less what they swallow. The vegetables are too delicate to combat human behaviours. They left the dinner table with a big sigh..
My first piece of creative writing. Some people were clapping after i read it in class. My lecturer said it was good. Thank God, I put so much effort writing it. Couldn't imagine I would be able to write like that. Happy and motivated. Now, on to my journal writing.
