A refugee walks around a fence on the Greek island of Chios. Paimages/Petros Giannakouris. All rights reserved.
Milk duty is a busy business. The highlight of a child’s day shouldn't be queuing in unbearable heat for a cup of milk, or arguing over two cups or three, or squeezing an empty carton for the last drops, but in the camps of Chios the food is rationed.
Toula (Greek) packs up the car with as many cartons as possible, Christian (German) takes the wheel, Ludek (Czech) sets up a couple of rickety tables and the children (Syrian, Iraqi, Afghani), big smiles on their faces, bigger mosquito bites on their arms, run into line.
