My grandma was a child labourer… in Italy
By Elena Gaia, Director of Global Campaigns, World Vision International
Your daughter is the smartest in the class. Today is the end of the school year. A stately ceremony takes place in the city’s main square with hundreds of people in attendance. You feel an uncontrollable wave of pride as your little girl comes forth on a podium to proclaim by heart a eulogy to the glories of youth. Only the most distinguished student is bestowed this honour every year.
