Learning from past mistakes and looking to the future with hope

“WHO ARE YOU?” asks the boy. It’s a fair question. I’ve just strolled into a classroom in Ballydowd secure care centre in west Dublin. Neither the boy, nor the girl beside him, seem put out, just interested. “If you want a real story, come here at night,” the girl says. “See what it’s like to be locked up at night. See, you reporters are not getting told half the stuff.”