Hungry for a change
My unusual food story from today, is that I haven’t been eating much of it. I decided this morning that I would try just having one meal. There are millions of people in the world who may only get one meal every day. I just wanted to get an idea of what that might be like.
So my food for the day was breakfast on the tour bus. A bowl of cereal with milk. 1 banana and 2 slices of wholemeal toast with peanut butter. In the words of Samuel L. Jackson: ‘breakfast of champions’. Breakfast was 14 hours ago. I’m hungry. I’ve been drinking a lot of tea. It’s a strange thing. Without food being a part of my day, it became the biggest part of my day, the main thing. Totally dominant. I have felt concious of it the whole time. Aware that I hadn’t eaten much. An odd feeling.
I was surprised by how well my body coped. But then, I’m also aware that I’m likely to get breakfast in the morning, when I wake up feeling peckish.. It has helped me just in a very small way, to understand what it is like to go to bed hungry. I can’t pretend to all of a sudden know what its like though. I don’t mean to say that I do.
I love food. I hate injustice. I’m hungry for change. It has made me more determined to help our volunteers tomorrow, to talk to as many people as possible about the problems with the global food system. If millions of us still go without enough food due to problems with production, finances, access, crop survival, climate change… we need to do something about that. #lovefoodhateinjustice
…and I need to make sure I get some lunch tomorrow.