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Beyond Fair Trade: Building Just Relationships

What's it like to join the UU College of Social justice on an immersion journey? Jan Taddeo shares her experience from Beyond Fair Trade: Building Just Relationships, which explored the power of fair trade to improve the lives of producers and help consumers live their values.

By Jan Taddeo on October 20, 2017

Jan Taddeo and JenJoy Roybal travelled with the UU College of Social Justice to Nicaragua in February 2017 to explore the power of fair trade to improve the lives of producers and help consumers live their values in collaboration with UUSC partner Equal Exchange. To learn more about this program or register for the next journey visit

It’s been eight months since I journeyed to Nicaragua with the UU College of Social Justice (UUCSJ) for their Beyond Fair Trade: Building Just Relationships immersion journey. Every morning when I drink my coffee, I am reminded of the many intricacies associated with this journey. Nicaragua is a beautiful country, with a very complicated historical relationship with the United States. The people we engaged with during our journey were warm and welcoming, and their lives are complex. The Equal Exchange coffee I drink each morning takes an intricate journey to arrive at my breakfast table.

Preparation and trust

The preparation for our journey to Nicaragua included several weeks of reading, learning, and reflecting on the history of the country, and the history of U.S. involvement in Central America. Not knowing this history prior to committing to the trip, I was overwhelmed with the stories of our entanglement, interference, military involvement, and economic influence. I wasn’t quite sure how we would be received by the other participants. On the one hand, Nicaraguans have many reasons to be wary, distrustful, and fearful of Americans. On the other hand, many U.S. citizens came to Nicaragua to support the people in their struggle. However, I need not have been concerned; we were met with great hospitality and trust.

The greatest example of the trust placed in us showed up in our first meeting with the leadership of the farming cooperative in Quibuto. After an enthusiastic game of “Todos mis amigos y vecinos” (all my friends and neighbors) to break the ice, the co-op leaders gave a presentation about their needs and concerns as farmers. Their presentation included details of their costs, from planting the seeds to harvesting and processing the crops. They shared a breakdown of how much money they receive from the larger co-op that buys the crops from the small farmers, how much that co-op receives from Equal Exchange, and their understanding of how much Equal Exchange makes on a pound of coffee. They explained the challenges they face in obtaining deeds for the land so they can plant more coffee, and the hardships of weather, blight, and infestations that can wipe out crops that take three years to mature.

Representatives from Equal Exchange engaged in a deep conversation about the forces that impact the creation and distribution of coffee with the co-op leaders. It was a difficult and fascinating conversation, even when everyone was speaking the same language. We asked questions which led to more discussion, and it was an honor to be invited in and trusted. We learned that even though this is a fair-trade relationship between Equal Exchange and this small farming cooperative, it is still a difficult life, in part because coffee is a complex crop.

Experiential learning with UUCSJ

I never thought too much about what a coffee plant looks like, how it grows, or how it turns into the coffee we drink. On this journey, we followed the trail from coffee seed to coffee bean to coffee tasting. We drove by fields of coffee bushes devastated by rust. We saw seedlings that were just a few months old and learned that they would not produce fruit for three years. We climbed the side of the mountainous landscape to reach the coffee bushes living under the shade of giant eucalyptus trees (did you know coffee grew on bushes?). We were taught how to tell when the coffee cherries are ripe and had the opportunity to harvest them. It’s much harder than it looks!

Back at one of the homes in the village, we helped unload giant bags of coffee cherries, dumped them into a bin that was attached to a depulper, and ran the cherries through it. We assisted in washing the naked beans, gently swishing them in the trough with a large paddle to allow the good beans to float to the top and the unripe beans and debris to sink to the bottom.

Then we took buckets of beans up to the large drying racks in the front yard. There the farmers would carefully sort through the beans, separating the top-quality beans from the lower quality beans. The best beans are the ones that move forward to the next level of processing at the larger coop, which then ships the beans all over the world. In touring that facility on our way out of the village, we also got to visit the tasting room! Yum!

The coffee we drink that comes from Nicaragua, and from many other countries, has a complicated history with the land, and a complex life from seedling to the cup of steaming coffee on the breakfast table. The people who grow the coffee work harder than I ever imagined, and they lead humble lives compared to mine.

This was not a service journey; this was a cultural learning experience that challenged me, and transformed me.

We stayed three days in Quibuto, living with the families, getting to know their children, grieving with them when the sudden death of young man shocked the community, and celebrating with them at a big community party on our last evening together. We discussed a wide range of topics with the people we stayed with, depending on our language skills. Some heard their stories from the revolution or enjoyed deep theological conversations. Not knowing Spanish, I got to know my family through dancing with them to the rock music their 17-year-old nephew put on the radio. I brought color pencils and paper, and the children and teens drew beautiful pictures for me. I managed to learn that my host’s niece is attending nursing school at the university. Being a vegan, I was a bit of a mystery to them, yet they accommodated me with great generosity and the best rice and beans I’ve ever had. I promised my family that I will return, next time fluent in Spanish. This is a promise I intend to keep.

There is so much more to share about this journey…this was just one small part of our experience. We visited many places, met incredible people, and heard profoundly inspiring stories of resilience, perseverance, and the power of love to overcome great challenges. This was not a service journey; this was a cultural learning experience that challenged me, and transformed me. I look forward to returning.

This post was originally published at and has been slightly edited.

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