What Drove the Sugar Trade?

What Drove the Sugar Trade?

            Today, sugar is an alleged necessity. We have a colossal amount of sugar in our diets every day. We put sugar on our already sugary cereals, in our lunches there is usually a “treat” of a rice crispy treat or brownie, and yes, chocolate milk has sugar. Some soda for a snack, a few kit kats, hot chocolate to keep us warm, sugared yams and cake for dinner.  We consider a day without sugar, a day not done. (At least I do). But little do we know that a while back, you couldn’t buy a candy bar, or let alone a bag of sugar at the store. What drove the sugar trade? I do believe that what drove the sugar trade consists of the following: Land and climate, consumer demand, and complementary goods.

            In order for sugar to grow to its full goodness, it is ideal to have 68-90’ F, 80-90 inches of rain each year, and volcanic or alluvial soil that is sandy/silt/clay. Two Caribbean Islands fit the deal pretty well. Jamaica’s temperature is primarily 68-86 F., has a clay/silt/sand mix, and has generally 77 inches per year.  The temperature in the Barbados ranges from 72-86 F., has clay/sand mix, and has about 60 inches of rain each year (Doc 2). The British own both of those islands (Doc 1). The way that the islands could get money would be to sell the sugar, but even better! They could trade it for things that they needed! But first, people would want it.

            Everyone has somewhat of a sweet tooth. Who doesn’t love a little sugar every now and then? Since we have it at the tips of our tongues, we take it for granted. But in 1846, sugar was limited. So much so, that children would lick the bottom of the barrels that it was transported in (Doc 3). In Britain alone from 1700-1770 the sugar jumped from 4.6 pounds per capita per year to 16.2 pounds per capita per year.  The more that was imported, the more the consumption rocketed (Doc 5). How are they eating all this sugar?

            Sugar goes good with everything. Correct me if I’m wrong. Did you know that chocolate is bitter on its own? That alone would have a huge impact in trade. Chocolate is delectable. A list of all of the things that sugar goes well with would be forever stretching. One thing that sugar goes great with (at least I hear it goes great with, I never have had any) is tea. Tea is and has been the most popular nonalcoholic beverage in the UK (Doc 4). Everything tastes awe-inspiring with sugar in it. So much better than when it is plain. So, That’s why I think that complementary goods drove the sugar trade.

            In finale, I would just like to say that these are the reasons that drove the sugar trade. They all add on to each other, there had to be land to grow the sugar on, people had to want to purchase it, and they had to have a reason to obtain it.

11/11/11

I don't know if you realized it, but yesterday was one of the luckiest days of your life. Even though it didn't even seem like anything different; I promise you, it was a once in a lifetime kind of day. You will never experiece another day like that. I envy the people who are alive on 11/11/2111. And I can't even imagine 11/11/1111 at 11:11:11.

Me and my friends celebrated this hmm... Lets just sobriquet it "Awesome Day". On Wednesday, we made these attractive shirts that had 11.11.11 on the front, and a list of the 11 things we had to accomplish. Seriously, everybody else at school was jealous of our swag walking down the hallway yesterdays very fine morning. Here is the list;

1. Eleven jumping jacks at 11:11

2.Eleven pictures of eleven people...

3.Kiss eleven friends ON THE CHEEK!
4.Eleven cookies to eleven strangers (One to each stranger)

5.Eleven prank calls

6.Eleven laps around the house

7.Make an eleven ingredient meal

8.Eleven minute soccer game

9.Try eleven ice cream flavors

10.Eleven laps in pool

11.Order eleven donuts

at 11:11 we went in the hall and had a teacher video us doing 11 jumping jacks; sadly, he forgot to hit record...So we had to do it again really fast before the minute ended.

The pictures thing? I didn't have a camera...But I had my picture taken? I did kiss 11 people on the cheek. All boys. Half of them were really awkward..more like almost all of them. I gave 11 cookies to 11 strangers..so check. I listened to people in my car doing prank calls... Ohhh boy. We weren't at the house, but more on that later. We didn't have time for the meal because a few of my guy friends, and myself all had soccer games. The boys had two, so we just ordered pizza. We did an eleven minute soccer game between the two games. We tried 11 icecream flavors at my house... They were rather delicios. We were planning on doing 11 laps at Clearfield Aquatic, which is where the futsal games were, but the pool was closed for a swim meet, so we went to Surf 'N' Swim and did that. Swimming is way tiring, but I think I was the only one who got tired.. Or, probably the only one who complained (;. We ordered 2 boxes of eleven donuts. Bon Apetite. But so we swam, then I went to my soccer game, and then watched the two others. By 11:11 at night I was just ready to go to sleep. But there was a little tent at Clearfield Aquatic (I'm so sick of that place, 4 hours last night were spent there. Just kidding, I love soccer), and so people ran around it 11 times and we counted that.

Other than that day was a fun day with friends, I still didn’t feel any different. I’m actually kind of disappointed at the upshot. I was hoping that we were all to be turned into seething beasts, but no, nothing even happened. But next year at 12/12/12..Oh the possibilites!

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So, to tie off my thought from last week, I will tell you about my thoughts on 9/11.

About 3000 lives were lost on the date of 9/11.  Innocent people.. Not even expecting anything.

How many people have been killed by our armies in Iraq?

Iraq Body Count project 103,160 — 112,726 civilian deaths recorded as a result of the conflict and 15,114 new deaths added from the Iraq War Logs.

Isn’t that a little of a difference? And how many of those were innocent children. Maybe we should focus more on the damage that were doing. How are we defending our country? We are in their countries! Why do you think they are coming over and being “terrorists”? We are killing their people, and blowing up their things, all because of oil! Instead of trying to kill them for their land, why not just be allies? It makes no real sense to me. But since it is 10:33 on this fine Sunday evening, I will change my change in thought.

11/11/11 here we go!

So, tonight I went to a dear friend’s house of mine to watch the Real Salt Lake with some other families accompanying us. Although Real lost to LA Galaxy (fun game to watch, Espindala had two of the most intense shot opportunities, and missed, and Beckerman hit the pole.. TWICE. Number 11.. don’t know his name, broke his ankle in May I think, and was still playing. It was crazy, that’s only a few months, and he totally broke it, look it up on Youtube or something. ) It was way fun. We planned what our particular group is going to do for 11/11/11. It’s going to be the most magical, fun packed day! Think of the joyful wishes you could make. I advise thinking of them in advance, because this is a once in a lifetime thing. I wouldn’t be surprised  if at 11:11:11 on 11/11/11, something extreme happened. Like, maybe scientists finally found a way to make clones, and there would be many, many clones running around and nobody knew who was who. I wouldn’t be surprised if every single persons wishes come true. (10:40, what to write, what to write). When we were planning what to do for 11/11/11, we came up with various ideas. I don’t have the list of them right now, because we are making lamentations of the lists, and will get them tomorrow. I have to buy a shirt for 11/11/11 that says 11 on it. Oh, and if any students are reading this right now (teachers don’t be afraid to join), at 11:11 we are all standing up and doing 11 jumping jacks. The only people that know so far are three little chitlins I dare to call my friends..so spread it around (10:43, 467 words..soo close).

Don’t you hate that feeling when you totally forget an assignment right before it is due? Yeah, I did that with science, so tomorrow morning, I will be doing homework. But, I want to sleep. And I just hit 500, so see you later. Bye. Ciao. Adios BABAY!

Awesome movie... A beggining to the horrible thing of war....

A favorite movie of mine is called “My Name is Khan”. In short, it is about a man who has Osburgers Syndrome (which is a form of autism) and is a Muslim. He falls in love with a lady, who has a little boy (if I remember right, the little boy is about 9 years old). She agrees to marry him (after some pushing on his part.) Khan (the man) becomes best friends with the little boy, and he and the lady are crazy in love. The movie takes place around the time of 9/11/2001. If you don’t know what date that is…… Well….. Stop living under a stupid rock. The little boy is trying to talk to a long lost best friend (due to the fact that he was Muslim, and the best friend isn’t), and gets beat up by a bunch of kids. The kids beat him up so good that he is horribly injured and can’t get up. They leave him, and he ends up dying. The mom is devastated. She gets very mad at Khan, because he was a Muslim, and if she didn’t marry him, then she wouldn’t be Muslim and neither would her baby. She tells him that he has to leave, and the only way that she will ever love him again is if he goes to the president and tells him to his face “My name is Khan. And I am not a terrorist.” Because he has autism, he takes her very literally. He sets off on a journey to go and find the president. He comes close to coming in contact with him many times. But things never work out; there is always something like a Presidents Dinner…for only Christians. He is trying to yell to him from a crowd… and all anybody hears is “A terrorist” and he is taken in for investigation. He becomes a very big item on the news once everybody finds out his real intention. Will he meet the president? Khan is a very good man and does very good deeds. A kid falls off his bike, and his knee is horribly hurt. Khan carries him to his house and meets a lady that he becomes very good friends with. Then he is on his way again, searching for a way to be able to meet the president. Hurricane Katrina happens, and he comes to find that his friend and her son are in the middle of the destruction. He goes and saves a lot of lives. He starts a chain reaction where all of the news people who are following go and make a contribution to the saving of lives. He finally meets the president. The conversation goes something like this “My name is Khan.” I know… I’ve been…””And I am not a terrorist”.. “I know”. But because of all the effort put towards it. His wife loves him again.

It is a great movie. I recommend it to……everybody. It is one that I have seen many times. The summary that I have isn’t even the beginning of the movie. It is an amazing movie. I really want to watch it again.

Even though it is past 9/11.. I just wanted to say my thoughts on it. It is a horrible thing what happened with the twin towers. Many innocent lives were lost. But I find just as much sorrow in how many innocent lives were taken of people who live in places like Iraq, Iran.. Places like that where we have our armies placed in. I will continue this next week… Stay tuned….. J  

Uh..To be continued.

So, turns out the boys team was skillful, and we lost. But, who really cares, right? I did find instances where  I was particuallarly impressed with both teams, though. This weekend has been awesome. I have hung out with people every day, and its been pretty much...well.... awesome. Wednesday, we made pizzas and decided that we should one day make a buisness entitled "MammaNye's Pizza". And that was all fun and good. hursday, I went on a hike with one of my guy friends, his mom, my mom, and my two little siblings. 6 miles was how long it was, and it is a huge accomplishment, id say. (More than 6 miles for me and my friend because we climbed these weird rock shape things up really high, and that were really sharpe. That was very scary, I found myself almost crying a few times.) After, I gathered up 2 of my girls and the same guy, and we slacklined. It is a really hard sport, look it up on youtube. Then try to get one and see how hard it is. THEN we went to elite. I haven't ever laughed so hard. I discovered that I could do a gainer and a double front flip. I failed to do my gainer before my guy friend, though he might say different because of a silly deal. Yesterday, me, one of my girl friends, and my friends mom, went and did Zumba. I advise to go and do it if you want to have fun, but you have to be willing to dance really weird. After that, we picked up the boys (3 of them) and went to breakfast at Granny Annies. It was my first time there. Me and my best friend went to her house, I tried on her whole wardrobe, and watched tv. Then we went to my house and did our hair and makeup, then went to my other guy friends house, ate some sweedish fish and jumped on the trampoline, and then walked from his house to my best friends house (hmm, lets say thats 2 miles) and watched 1408, which is a movie about a guy who proves that hotel rooms that are supposivly haunted...arent haunted. He comes upon a hotel called the "Dophin Hotel" and discovers that it is really haunted. It was a good movie. I really love scary movies. Who doesn’t?

 It’s kind of hard to write this without naming anybody, because it doesn’t really make much sense.

If you even took the time to read this, you would say that it was really boring. And, it is! But every week for English we have to write 500 words on this blog. I’m very sorry that I couldn’t really have anything interesting, ever. Maybe one day will come where I am writing amazing things, and the whole world enjoys them and loves them. But that day is not today. Nor tomorrow. Probably not next week. Or Month. But by golly…One day…One day…

I am very nervous.

This Thursday, I am destined to play the boys soccer team that is my age. Half of their team goes to my school. I'm playing defense. I am soooooo scared. Here's why:... First of all.... I am a girl. And they are boys. Boys are just fast. Most of them are faster than me. Especially, me. I have watched their team play, and they have good foot skills. Most girls on my team do, I do sometimes.  But here is the final and most valid fear: What if their like.."wow she really sucks at soccer". I need my rep to be high on soccer.. I just do. So, for this next week, I'm strictly sticking to fruits, vegtables, and grains...starting tomorrow, because my brother is making peanut butter cookies today, but that's not the point. As I may have hinted in a few other of my blog posts, I love food with a furious passion. Love it, especially dairy. Dairy makes you slow. But, that won't be the most of my problems. When I try to show off, I usually end up sucking butt. So, I have to train myself somehow to get my skills to their max. Nobody else in my family plays soccer. So I dont know how I am going to be able to practice without viable competition. Lately, I have only run when forced, and dont push myself. I am going to have to run this week. Since today is Sunday I cant run on the treadmill today. But I can make a running schedule. I need to work on sprints. And how do you do that with a tredmile? I dont know. I'll probably ask my mom to take me to Davis' track, but who wants to do that. I just dont want to embarrass myself. AH! I'm so nervous, nervous, nervous. It makes it10x worse since half of them go to my school. I played a boys team in a 3v3 tournament, and dont you worry, I embarrassed myself fully. But I haven't seen them and dont think I ever will, so that's okay. But half these guys go to my school. And I have set my, uh, teams playing reputaion level pretty high since we have been dominating lately. So we better beat them. I really hope that we will be awesome. Well, Uh, I don’t really care if we win, But I need to prove myself. Its already embarrassing enough that I tried out for my high school soccer team and um, Didn’t make it. And the only time I have to practice is this Tuesday when I have my soccer practice. And instead of practice, we are scrimmaging with a…Not so..Hmm..how do I word this. Less mature team. But I shouldn’t be saying anything, because I am not so good. Or am I? Good days and bad days. Oh Heavenly Father, Please help me do good. Please.  Anyway, I shouldn’t be so worried. I’ll do fine, I really hope. Cross your fingers, if you would. (:

I love dairy. DAIRY CAN CAUSE THAT? ohhhh no.

My Mom said the other day that she had been talking to her cousin (a very good doctor) about dairy. Her cousin had said that there were studies done to show that dairy can cause tumors and cancer. OH my word. When I heard that...dang...worst news ever. But no! That wasn't even the worst of it. My mom then said the most cussin' cuss ive ever heard. "We are going to start cutting down on the dairy, once the milk and ice cream is gone we aren't going to buy anymore". I cant believe I just typed that. When she said that, I ran to the kitchen and filled a bowl of icecream for myself. I stuffed my face for a few minutes. And then thought to myself... I need to make a plan. My plan took a while to figure out, since ice cream melts, that took away the idea of sneaking it under my bed for special occasions. We only have a few tubs left, so that takes away just hiding it in the back of the fridge. And I'm constantly broke.. so I cant buy it myself! That left one thing... I need to sneak into the store, and steal some. Maybe, I could hide in the freezers, until everybody left. But only one problem, I'm not a ninja. And I'm also a horrible liar. I got into the subject of the milk now. I drink milk for breakfast, lunch, dinner, snacks, happy times, sad times, people take smoke breaks, and i'm taking my milk break. I'm the founder of "Got Milk?" and I can win the gallon challenge, trippling everyone. Of course, I'm just kidding about the "Got Milk?" and the gallon challenge, but hopefully you get the point that i LOVE my dairy. I threw away my blue prints of Smiths, and..haha…and came up with the best plan ever. I have decided to protest. That is if the milk does “go away”. I will boycott all other foods. All other drinks. When I find out that the dairy has been confiscated from my house, I will then go out in a box and live off the street. I told my Dad that I was going to protest if we didn’t keep the dairy. And, he said, that we WERENT getting rid of the dairy. Yes! I won! What a wonderful plan, it was. So, right now I’m enjoying a teaping bowl of icecream, a glass of milk, some cheese, and yogurt. Yumdidliumpscious! My question though, is does dairy really do that? I’m LDS and it never says that dairy is bad (or good) in the word of wisdom, it doesn’t even mention milk. Something my mom mentioned that I never really looked on, was that we are the only animal that drinks another animals milk. What the heck? My brain is just going crazy. Because, I love dairy so much, but I don’t want to be at risk for getting any tumors. I’m so pull this way pull that way with this subject. Ah man.