A seven-year-old girl, wearing torn trousers, a traditional embroidered blouse, and pigtails with different coloured ribbons, sits in the middle of a circle of children among the burnt grass and rubble in front of a bombed-out classroom. Chattering the language of a ritual that goes back centuries, the children shout, clap, whistle and giggle. Their eyes […]
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