I will always remember what a DJ said one night (I think it was new year's eve), sharing about a photography gallery he went to visit, and a photograph that changed his mind about the romantics of fireworks.

"The photograph showed little children, their hands and legs, their faces and their clothes dusty and dirty. These children worked for a factory making fireworks, because they were the cheapest labour and what seemed best for the business. But these children had no insurance, no education, they didn't know if any accidents were to happen, the dust on them which is exactly the same ingredient they put into the fire crackers, will burn them first, they will be the first people to explode and die. Ever since I saw that photograph, I have never looked at fireworks the same way I used to. They were just not exciting and beautiful anymore, all I could see was the children used in this industry."

12 June, in conjunction with World Day against Child Labour.