A tale of two childhoods
As a boy, I remember having a full Scalextric track and Playstation console to entertain my friends when they came round. These never seemed like a luxury at the time; everyone I knew had one of each – and more. It was the ‘norm’.
Take one look at the settlements here and you realise that it’s not the norm. It doesn’t even come close.
This young boy plays among the rubble and litter of Calais’ disused warehouses. He has no proper friends; even the youngest people here are older than him by at least a few years.
Even if he had a Scalextric set to play with, there’s no reliable source of electricity here he would be able to hook it up to. With none of the luxuries of a safe environment to grow up in, I see a tragic loss of childhood standing two feet tall on the ground right in front of me.
On the day this photo was taken, we brought a frisbee with us to entertain some of the younger refugees living around the settlement where we were distributing food. When we were leaving the settlement at the end of the day, after he had enjoyed playing with it so much, none of us had the heart to take the frisbee off him.
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