Sometimes poverty makes it better for you to hang yourself instead of staying alive.

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“I don’t remember my dad, but I miss him a lot! Is it true that every son should have a dad?!
Why so?"

Mom Tamara and her seven-year-old son Gabriel are alone in the entire world. Their dad has been gone for six years now: he killed himself because of boundless poverty and grief... They have no relatives either, there is nowhere to seek for help, there is no one to hope for. All that remains is to be strong, survive and pray to God. So they do, but they have no strength left at all.

“My mom has the most affectionate hands in the world,” - it’s the first thing Gabriel says naively, as if showing off, probably so that I do not burst into tears seeing the grief that reigns in this family. - “When she hugs and strokes me, I sometimes cry quietly. She has such rough hands, not like the others. Show me your hands, they are soft... Teach me what to do so that my mother had such soft hands too."

Gabriel is worried. He knows his mom’s skin is cracking and her hands are rough from her hard work.

“I hate waking up in the morning when it's still dark. Mom says it's already morning! How can it be morning when it is still dark as night? " - the boy protests. Mom Tamara wakes up at five in the morning, she wakes her son up, and they take the bus to get to work - a nut plantation or potato fields - by eight.

“Let me sleep just a little bit more, I beg you!" - these words hurt her feelings. But what to do, she is doing her best for him. She gets calluses on her hands so that her son has some food, so that he does not become a laughingstock, so that his father's soul would be in peace in heaven. Because Tamara is both mom and dad, and all relatives for her little Gaby.

“It is up to you to decide whether this boy deserves a better future"

- Tamara, Gaby is worried that skin on your hands has become rough...

Tamara: My little one, he is so sensitive. I almost bursted into tears recently as well. It’s because of my work: I either dig potatoes or collect hazelnuts. And I also wash with hands in cold water. As long as I can stand on my feet, I work. I am both mom and dad for my son. 220 GEL social allowance is enough for nothing. I got money on 20th, paid for utilities, paid off the debt in a grocery shop and was left with only 40 GEL. What can it be enough for? Gaby keeps trying to persuade me to buy hand cream, but it has the same price as a bottle of oil. I just can’t afford that chic.

- How much do you get paid for such a hard work?

Tamara: Excluding money for travel and food, I get exactly 25 GEL. Fields and plantations are located far away, in three hours drive by bus. My work starts early in the morning, at 8 AM. To get there on time I have to leave home at 5 AM. There is no one to leave Gabi with. I have to take him with me.

“I don’t like school! I am embarrassed, because I have no clothes like everyone else has!  I love playing by myself "

- That’s why he complained that you wake him up early?

Tamara: I have to. It’s so painful when he asks me with the tears in his eyes to let him sleep for another five minutes. “You are so cruel,” - he says. And I can't hold back my tears...

- Isn’t it difficult for you to work with him, does Gaby interfere?

Tamara: What else can I do? What would you do?

Gabriel (7-year-old): Nothing of that kind! I help my mom! It's better there than at school! My mother even buys me chips for that. You know how delicious they are! But one should earn them.

- How do you earn them?

Gabriel: Well, in different ways! Sometimes I collect the nuts that my mother shed, or I behave decently - I don’t shout or run like mad! I get very tired there, but still, it's better than school!

- Why so? Don't you like to study?

Gabriel: I like to study, but I don't like to study! I do not know how to explain it. School - bleh...

(Gabriel tries to use facial expressions and sounds to express how much he doesn't like school. And he succeeds :))

- What do you like doing?

Gabriel: Staying at home and playing cars! Wroom, wroom, like a race.

“The red car has overtaken everyone! And our champion - Gabi - drove the car”

- And when you grow up, will you also stay at home and play?

Gabriel: Yes! Well, one day I'll be working in the police, one day as a doctor, and then three days - playing at home! This is probably enough, right?

- Enough for what?

Gabriel: Well, to earn so much money that there was no need for my mom to work and to become rich?

- You must work every day to become rich!

Gabriel: Oh, no!!! Okay, I need to make a lot of money!

- And what would you buy if you had a lot of money?

Gabriel: I would buy a beautiful house for my mother, a lot of food, hand cream and a lot of medications! When she feels bad, she doesn't buy herself anything!

“I’ll draw a dream and give it to my mom! Everything for her. And she likes everything I do"

Tamara: Oh, he is so funny! I always tell Gaby that mom works to make him feel good. I save money for clothes, for a school bag, I don't want him to walk around like a ragamuffin. His father's soul will not be able to rest if he walks around hungry like a beggar. Here's what happened: while harvesting hazelnuts, I got an eye injury. A large thorn stuck right into my eyeball. It was so painful! I needed so many drugs! Only one bottle of eye drops cost 50 GEL! It's a nightmare! I had to spend all the money I had saved for the school. That's it.

- Apparently, you don’t have enough money for anything but food...

Tamara: Yes, there are just the bare walls at home. The roof is leaking, there is no bathroom. We bathe in basins right in the room. I heat water with a tiny gas bottle. I suppose, this is the scariest building in Georgia. But I thank God that at least I don't have to pay rent. We took this room without permission, like other refugees who live here. If my husband was alive, we would live differently...

- What happened to him?

Tamara: Oh, I don't want to talk about this in front of my child, let's go out... He was visiting his relatives, they drank. Then he left there, and the next day he was found dead - he hanged himself... Please, I don’t want to go into details, six years have passed, but it still hurts me! Gaby was nine months old then...

- Okay, let's switch the topic. Now let's call Gaby and start the most interesting part of our conversation!

Gabriel: I think, I already know what the conversation will be about!

- What it will be about?

Gabriel: What do I want!

- And you're right! So, tell me what you are dreaming about!

Gabriel: Can I say anything?

- Sure!

Gabriel: First of all, I want Doritos chips! They are very tasty, but very expensive! Mom says that one pack of these yummies costs like two loaves of bread. But they are so delicious! I also want a bow and arrows!

“I don’t remember my father, but my mother tells me about him all the time. And it seems to me that he even looks at me"

- Wow, what a strange dream, you are probably fond of Robin Hood?

Gabriel: I don’t know who that is. I need it for something else. To shoot bad people in the butts!

- Oh, so scary! Do you know a lot of bad people?

Gabriel: I know a couple of them! One threw a large stone at me, and the other scared me with firecrackers. So, I'll shoot them both in the butts. They will shout “ouch” and won’t be able to sit. It serves them right.

- I think, this is not a very good act.

Gabriel: I know, I’m just kidding. Don't you understand the jokes? And now let’s leave jokes apart. I want a car with a remote control or a drone that flies! That's it, I'm finished. Mom will have more wishes.

- Tamara, it’s your turn now! What do you need the most?

Tamara: A washing machine and TV. I am embarrassed to ask for more. Just embarrassed.

- When our benefactors read your story, and decide to help you, it will make their choice easier!

Tamara: Let me tell you a secret: I have only two chairs, and they are about to fall apart. We don't have a bathroom - I don't even know if it is possible to make it. They say it is possible, but I don't know how. The refrigerator is old, but to be honest, I don't have any food to store in there. Oh, you know, I don’t even have imagination. Could you please help me to solve the problem with the Internet? Or with wood?

This is an empty kitchen. Even a fly won't fly here. There are no sweets for the child!

"A table, two chairs and two beds are all our wealth!"

Tamara made this pouffe, you see in the corner, with her own hands - with an old torn blanket and egg trays

- Do you have a wood-burning stove?

Tamara: Yes, I could say so. But I cannot buy firewood, I have no money for that. Every morning I go out to the sea and collect branches that were brought to the beach by the waves. Last winter, when it was very cold, I even had to burn my clothes so that the child would not freeze. We hugged each other, wrapped ourselves in a blanket and burned my old things until we got warm a bit. That's it. I believe in miracles, believe in you, and believe that I can raise a healthy and good person. I just really need help right now. I am afraid of winter and cold weather. I'm afraid I won’t be able to cope alone ...

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Friends, while politicians are making empty promises before elections, we again urge you to do their work - to take care of your compatriots. We beg you not to turn away from someone else's grief. No one can guarantee us that one day we will not need someone else's help.

Friends, don’t ignore this post, please help these unfortunate people. They need food, clothing, school supplies, a washing machine, a TV, a tablet, and chairs. You can meet these people personally. Their address is: Poti, 30 a  Dzhavakhishvili Str.

Every time you can help someone, just do it and rejoice that God answers someone's prayers through you!

Let’s show our mercy and make the children believe that miracles happen! They believe in us. Do not let our little compatriots down. Show them what generous people live in Georgia

We are sure that all together we will manage to change their life.

Please don’t forget to repost our story. Let your friends know about the grief of this family! It’s extremely important!

Friends, there is one more request - if you know about the misfortune of a neighbor or friend do a godly deed, drop us an email at: office-fsp@fsp.ge.

Our Fund’s accounts are:

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#GE64BG0000000470458000

(purpose: The Burnadze family).

You can also transfer money from our website.

It is also possible to transfer money from TBCpay and ExpressPay terminals. Find our Fund under "Charity" section (You can read more about rights and responsibilities of the Fund following the link https://goo.gl/GY2Gus).

We have already helped many disadvantaged people! Let’s support this family too! And who knows, maybe someday we ourselves will need help of strangers!

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