1.0GLO Europehttps://glo-europe.org/glo/frjesshttps://glo-europe.org/glo/fr/author/jess/rich600338<blockquote class="wp-embedded-content" data-secret="KbEUgXaByE"><a href="https://glo-europe.org/glo/fr/mission-blog/our-north-star/">Our North Star</a></blockquote><iframe sandbox="allow-scripts" security="restricted" src="https://glo-europe.org/glo/fr/mission-blog/our-north-star/embed/#?secret=KbEUgXaByE" width="600" height="338" title="« Our North Star » — GLO Europe" data-secret="KbEUgXaByE" frameborder="0" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" scrolling="no" class="wp-embedded-content"></iframe><script> /*! This file is auto-generated */ !function(d,l){"use strict";l.querySelector&&d.addEventListener&&"undefined"!=typeof URL&&(d.wp=d.wp||{},d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage||(d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage=function(e){var t=e.data;if((t||t.secret||t.message||t.value)&&!/[^a-zA-Z0-9]/.test(t.secret)){for(var s,r,n,a=l.querySelectorAll('iframe[data-secret="'+t.secret+'"]'),o=l.querySelectorAll('blockquote[data-secret="'+t.secret+'"]'),c=new RegExp("^https?:$","i"),i=0;i<o.length;i++)o[i].style.display="none";for(i=0;i<a.length;i++)s=a[i],e.source===s.contentWindow&&(s.removeAttribute("style"),"height"===t.message?(1e3<(r=parseInt(t.value,10))?r=1e3:~~r<200&&(r=200),s.height=r):"link"===t.message&&(r=new URL(s.getAttribute("src")),n=new URL(t.value),c.test(n.protocol))&&n.host===r.host&&l.activeElement===s&&(d.top.location.href=t.value))}},d.addEventListener("message",d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage,!1),l.addEventListener("DOMContentLoaded",function(){for(var e,t,s=l.querySelectorAll("iframe.wp-embedded-content"),r=0;r<s.length;r++)(t=(e=s[r]).getAttribute("data-secret"))||(t=Math.random().toString(36).substring(2,12),e.src+="#?secret="+t,e.setAttribute("data-secret",t)),e.contentWindow.postMessage({message:"ready",secret:t},"*")},!1)))}(window,document); //# sourceURL=https://glo-europe.org/glo/wp-includes/js/wp-embed.min.js </script>https://glo-europe.org/glo/wp-content/uploads/2020/05/Star.jpg800600Standing one evening with my grandson, who was three years old at the time, we were gazing into the dark night sky. Trying to be his learned grandfather, who is, after all, a retired teacher, I pointed out a bright star shining in the distance, and said, with great authority, ‘there is the North Star.’ […]