- 5-year-old Anano asks her mother plaintively and pulls her by the hem. “I am hungry too! Mommy, do we have any bread?" - echoes her younger brother Shotiko (3-year-old). "Wait a little, honey, maybe the neighbor will bring us something," - mother Gvantsa (29 years old) replies affectionately and strokes her kids’ hair. “The fridge is empty, I can’t calm them. I’ll have to ask the neighbors again,” the young woman explains us sadly, as if justifying herself. I turned away to hide my tears and confusion. “Lord, I will endure any torment, just not to see my children starving!” - the poor young woman cries bitterly. “We used somehow to make ends meet, but now we cannot find any work, and the transport does not work ... Sometimes the day goes by so that the children have only tea without sugar and bread!”

3-year-old Tamar greets us with these words, not understanding why all this is happening ... She is still too little to realize in what terrible conditions she lives. She is afraid that the house, or rather what she calls her house, may collapse at any moment and bury the people living there alive ...

“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!"

6-year-old little Amiko greeted us with the words: “Mom is in pain, she is in pain all the time. She cries and thinks, I can't see. But I see everything, and quickly bring her pills.

He is only one year old, but he does not laugh, he only cries of hunger. Lord, what a horror! Hunger...not in wartime, but in peaceful Georgia!

- than when, in front of your mother, it seems that you are forever “losing” your beloved child.

Because when mummy has a fit at night, she can strangle me. It's very scary... – Little Mariam told us from the doorway, as soon as we entered the room where a family of five lived. The mother had fallen ill with epilepsy and now periodically beats like a wounded bird in terrible fits in front of the child.

- This question is asked every day by Maka, the mother of four wonderful sons, who will soon have a long-awaited daughter ...

Every night 8-year-old Mia asks her mother to read her a story. "My mother is ill and very tired." – The child explained to me as an adult. She stares at me with her big brown eyes…

Children sleep on broken beds, picked up in a landfill, dine on a dilapidated table with peeling paint! There are only three chairs in the family.

the Pheidze family — refugees from South Ossetia. They fled from death. But whether they are saved and do not die in their homeland is up to us to decide!