Angol
Wars have written history. Kings, lords and commanders destroyed and plundered lands, slaughtered people in order to glorify and celebrate themselves, gain lands or accomplish some exclusive ideas. Children were born and grew up in turmoil an devastation that was caused by their forefathers. The price of war was paid in destruction, deaths, broken spirits and memories of times that could never be forgotten. Aggression as part of human nature can be overcome by reason, fostering understanding, love and empathy, making us stand above all other species. This makes us dignified and noble and gives us the honour to call ourselves human. These stories are cry for a happy, loving and safe childhood. A cry for the right of children to grow up in nurturing environment in order to enhance their aptitudes and become confident and competent creators of their future. The memories of the first years are everlasting. They remind us of parents' love, frolicking games and innocent escapades, memories that ease into sweet dreams.
