write an essay on the child labour
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A child born with happiness . he wanted his life should be playfull like other children of his age he would also play . but he was dragged to the kitchen and told make the food . A child who thought he would be studying in the good school . his feet was dragged to bathroom and was told do the cleaning process. he cried in his childhood alone no one worked or tried to quite him instead he was told do my massage on my hands head . this is how his chilhood had gone . when i was 13 he realised he kept in working for others and what others have him ? nothing . his childhood was now over working but what he got was crying struggling in his chilhood . when he wanted to go to school he was dragged to toilet . chilhood ? lets ask to that child what is childhood ? he cried ... she the children of his age as playing pubg he just wanted an open ground . you all destroyed his childhood god will cruise you ?? Nah ! that boy is cruised already right from his birth
ps Mark branliest as this is my story
Explanation:
Child labor is a grave issue these days. Poor people don't get enough money to feed themselves and their family so they insist on making their children work instead of sending them to school.
I'll share you one example I had experienced when I was in Kashmir. My mom, dad and I had come to visit the spectacular Patnitop mountains. On the way, there were many poor people on the slope selling balloons, bags and shawls. One sight amused me though. When our driver was driving,my eyes were glued to the window and the mystical view I could see. Then, a truck driver from the other side started coming towards our car and touched it a little. The car was okay- just a few scratches. Everyone in the car came out and started looking at the damage. I had opened my window an was staring at a few kids of my age carrying wood on their head. I felt bad for them but behind them was a little boy in a cloak, sitting in a corner reading a book. I had only enough time to see the book's name which was-' Science Grade5'. He was younger than me though he was the only boy with a book in the whole place. Then suddenly a woman came up to him, snatched the book, tore it to pieces and shouted at him. She gave him a bundle of sticks and asked him to take iit to the warehouse. I felt so bad for him but then the car started and the memory is all a blurr to me.
I still remember that day and would never forget it.
Every child deserves to go to school and Child Labor is a crime. Its a torture to the dear kids who expect a little studies and fun.
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Anushi