
There is nothing more contagious joy that the pleasure of a school playground. The uproar that forms can not be compared to anything in our world of humans, is pure innocence dressed in riot, games, screaming, running, laughing ... and silences. Those who emit some children outside their school mates, which deviate in their sad and painful world in every corner of the courtyard, looking for seclusion and trying to find answers to situations and events experienced their early ages do not reach understand. The vulnerability of children makes them easy prey for adult perverts who, with his despicable actions, destroy, tear of joy and innocence of the most beautiful of our existence, childhood.
has long enjoyed the fuss no child, many years, perhaps too many, that I reveled in the gate of a school playground watching the children living in the moment of the most beautiful, it always come back, return at a time that seems far away and that is forever engraved in our memories, often hibernating, sleeping, but that are activated by a jubilant cry recess. We are filled with the nostalgia and sometimes we feel part of them, their games and their naive unconcern.

Nothing is the same, everything changes, evolves and transforms. However, everything new seems as if I started again from the beginning, as a repetitive cycle, our limited in creating us always return to this with some touches of modernity. And this also happens in the playground, always differentiated between boys and girls, that societies today, we all are, we strive to the versatility of gender roles, trying to educate our children to share tasks and responsibilities for the future, but at the same time they mark the games in which everyone must participate. To the detriment added since childhood, if any of these children choose to be transgressive about entertainment in which it participates.

That moment in front of the school gates reflection helped me in many aspects, and was curious to see how we teach children with their attitudes, with their games, which are not very different than past generations played. They meet again as a fashionable tops or tops rotate on its metal spike at the pace the line, while girls have fun jump rope or hopscotch, is beginning to show what role each should assume in the future, bad start, is to continue differentiating by sex.
However, this reflection on the game would not let me anchored in the innocence and joy, the innocence of children is a wonderful gift at the same time, for many of these and other more degraded areas, makes them victims of thugs, drug dealers and criminals, who always have their place in their sights. An example of human evil is the trafficking of children is carried out in Haiti, where they are most vulnerable, to the point of turning into a commodity with which they make money. Not long ago, the prime minister himself Haitian Jean-Mex Bellerive, admitted to The Miami Herald that the smuggling has become an economic force, especially after the earthquake. stated that: "It's a game. Many people are trafficked. They make money. Everyone along the border is benefiting. It is their only source of income. And we all accept it and ". The child traffickers pay the border guards, Haitians and Dominicans, to go to the minors in two strides across the border the River Slaughter in the country market for the exploitation sexual and domestic services. Some children are abandoned on the voyage from Haiti. Others held hostage until their families, who are complicit, pay the costs of smuggling.

Amnesty International adds: "Some girls survivors face the additional anguish of discovering that the rapist has left them pregnant. Those who decide to carry the pregnancy to term are just a little help from the state, if they receive any. For others, the idea of birth to a baby resulting from rape is unbearable. However, a 2008 law that defines abortion as a crime under any circumstances, even for those victims of rape, do not leave many options. "