Child dresses up as a broiler chicken

Children continue to be particularly hard hit by the ongoing supply chain issues in the pharmaceutical industry. Antibiotics for children in particular are currently in short supply. While doctors sound the alarm, a little boy becomes inventive. He cured his pneumonia by infiltrating a Styrian poultry farm.

STYRIA – A barren industrial hall in the soulless Styrian province. School child Elias (6) observes the fattening operation with his Tom Turbo binoculars. Again and once more he coughs that he urgently needs his antibiotic juice, which hasn’t been available for weeks – at least for children. In contrast to chickens, they do not generate any profits, are only a burden on society and therefore have to do without medication for the time being.

Undercover

Elias tells us what he sees through his binoculars. “A worker hits the hens with a stick and the boss then runs over the hens with a forklift, next to this is a funny man with an AMA seal of approval jacket, who shows both thumbs up. Apparently he likes it all. Now the man in the AMA jacket is also running over chickens.”

Lunch break. The employees interrupt their animal cruelty for a grilled chicken. Elias straightens his costume, takes a deep breath and makes his way into the yard. A chicken half run over by the tractor tries to warn him at the residual waste bin, still wheezing, before the seriously ill boy disappears through a hole in the stable.

Healthy snack

A few hours later. Elias has just made himself comfortable on a pile of rotting chicks when the deafening cackling, whimpering and barking of the Styrian hens is interrupted by a shrill sound.

It’s feeding time. A worker drove up with a pallet truck, ran over around 300 chickens and unloaded several boxes of strawberry-flavored children’s antibiotics. She eagerly mixes a little feed into the antibiotics. Elias licks his lips – it’s almost time. He lowers his head to avoid being detected in the cold neon light. He greedily throws himself onto the feeding trough.

At dusk, Elias escapes from the stable. With a chicken beak he picks the last bits of fishmeal from between his teeth. “It worked really well, you don’t even need an e-card,” says the student happily. “I’ve even made friends with two chickens who want to work at Billa’s in the delicatessen.”

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