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Take your monster and get away from my home!
Seizures twist his arms and legs so that they can break and the mother embraces her son and holds him tightly not to let that happen. They can sit for hours like this. Mom shakes him and tries to stop her son's groans and crying with her songs, but this does not always help. Mom also starts to cry, she feels how her son suffers, she feels his pain, but can do nothing to help him. Imagine how it is to watch your flesh and blood, the love of your life is dying in terrible throes!
The Lives Of These Poor People Continue, Dear Friends! They Constantly Need Help! The Lord Wants Us To Take Care Of Such People All The Time. Choose What Is Closer To Your Heart And Soul And Do Not Leave Them To Their Fate.
Don't lie to me, mom, tell me what's...
In five years, she took so many pills that one could have made a small house out of them! For the amount spent for them, little Lizi could have fulfilled all her cherished dreams. The pills she takes are inexpensive - only 10 tetri per pill! But she needs 12 pills a day!
Going to school barefoot!
Six-year-old Oto looks at his holey shoes with annoyance. “Do you want to go to school, dear?" - I try to insinuatingly find out what upsets him so much. "Sure! Everyone goes to school, and I want too! What do you think will my feet get wet?" Dressed literally in rags, the little boy met us by a strange building, which only remotely looked like a house.
I'm really scared!
“He starts to twitch, throws his head back and waves his hands. If he does not sit firmly in his chair, he may fall. Therefore, you must look at him all the time and hold him tightly! - tells us little Natia and shows how it looks when her brother Giorgi has an attack. - Do you know how scary it is? Have you ever seen this? It's very scary! Sometimes I even have nightmares that he gets bad, and I do not have time to help him."
Can you be my mom?
“I was little, but I remember my mother,” a little beauty Barbara tells us and brings us a portrait of her mother, holding it to her heart. - Isn't she beautiful? Do I look like her? I remember how she was lying, and I stroked her hand, and she was happy. And now she is in heaven. And I draw hearts for her and write "love you, mommy." My grandmother and I go to her grave, and make everything beautiful there... We even decorate a Christmas tree for her for the New Year."
"GET OUT" - THERE IS A GAME LIKE THAT
It is very painful to get hit in the head and not to lose heart. But Ioseb has been enduring that for 12 years now. “It’s a such game,” the neighbor boys say. When everyone is in team at the stadium, and they tell him: “Go away, lousy! Go away!" It is also a game. You have to understand. Everyone here - the teachers, fellow villagers, and their children - understands that this is how they play with Ioseb.