JUSTICE WEEK.

It is Justice Week at our school.
On Sunday before our Sunday night chapel, many students were "tricked" into coming into this building where they were handed an arm band and a card with a true story of a child that has been put in the slave traffic. Then we were put in a small bathroom, crowded to know what it feels like for those in other countries that are put into slavery and forced to be in crowded places. We are then supposed to wear the arm bands all week, showing that we are a slave this week.
I realize I probably did a horrible job describing all of that...oh well. You get the picture.

For this week, my friend Molly and I got a lil' picture creative.

J-ustice.

W-eek.

Haha. Yeah, we know we're corny. But hey, we thought it was cool.

I found this off of the World Vision website - http://www.worldvision.org/content.nsf/learn/globalissues-child-trafficking

What is trafficking in persons?

Human trafficking — especially the trafficking of children — is essentially a modern-day slave trade.

Trafficking in persons is the use of fraud, force, or coercion to exploit a person for profit. That person can be exploited in his or her own home, within his or her community, or in a country half way around the world.
It does not necessarily involve movement. Human trafficking and human smuggling are not the same. Trafficking takes on many guises and occurs within countries and across borders. Examples include:

• Children abducted to fight as child soldiers
• One person sold to another to serve as a slave or bonded laborer
• Impoverished girls from rural areas sold or stolen away to serve as sex slaves in brothels

Trafficking in persons knows no boundaries. It occurs in every country in the world, including the United States.


So it's a pretty serious deal. Check it out. See how you can help.
No one wants to be a slave. No one should be a slave.


I thought it was a pretty important to share, I hope it moves you to do something as it has me.

                                                            Love,
                                                            Jessi