Chernovetskyi Charity Fund
Doing good is not as easy as it seems
When I go to bed hungry, I can dream of...
“Beka is strange, he is not like us, he cannot talk, but he loves to play with us! And I understand him! I love him. But when he cries or gets angry, I'm afraid of him ... Only mommy can approach him then! - 5-year-old Luka, Beka's serious younger brother, tells me. - You know, ma’am, I always understand what he wants! Right now, he wants a "police car"”.
Make the kids starve and buy firewood and keep...
5-year-old Elene - the quickest among children - pulled my hand and said: "Can you keep secrets? I will become a Snow Maiden and give my brothers a lot of sweets and toys, and I will also treat you, and my mom and dad too."
When I looked around, I understood everything without words: in this house there have never been either toys, or sweets, not even normal food. The Tamazashvili family is a very poor Georgian family, but it is rich in kids: Daniel (2-year-old), Andria (4-year-old), Elene (5-year-old), Alexi (8-year-old), Giorgi (10-year-old).
"Ma’am, do you know why Santa never comes to us? We are good, but still he does not come, " Alexi asks me, almost crying.
We will never have anything, our parents are...
“We will never have anything, our parents are poor,” – the children whisper quietly to me when I ask them about toys. Slum kids! How do they live, it’s a real nightmare! Can it be called life? This is not a house, but a concrete cave from movies about prehistoric dinosaurs. They have no water, no toilet! Just a concrete floor, walls, ceiling! How did these angels make God so angry? What is their fault?
Every day, they look sadly at other children who drink lemonade and eat cookies, while these slum children have tried them only a few times, and buying this at least once a month is a luxury and a dream for this poor large family. Can you imagine?! Lemonade and cookies!!!
How to explain to the kids that their father...
“I want to be a soldier, like my daddy! - proudly declares Gabriel and drags me directly from the doorway to the portrait of his father. - You know, ma’am, my dad is a hero, he was at war, and, sure, I will become a hero too! - continues the little boy. - Now daddy is in the heaven. Not that he has left us - angels just took him there, because he was so kind, brave and good!"