No one is friends with me because I am a poor and hungry orphan
No one is friends with me because I am a poor and hungry orphan
Giorgi: My mom died when I was still in her tummy. It's probably good that I don't remember my mom. Otherwise, I would miss her a lot. And my dad has other kids now. I only have my grandmother. And it's just me and her. We don't have any money for anything. Sometimes, we don't even have food for many days. Once, I felt very bad from hunger at school, and the principal fed me. The teachers and the principal love me. Perhaps they pity me for being an orphan. My classmates don't like me, they fight, sometimes they say such words that I can't even repeat. It makes me want to cry, but I endure it. Do you know why they laughed at me once? Because I have a girly bag. But what can I do? Grandma can't buy me a new backpack. I don't even have a bed, I don't even have a TV.
Can I have a regular 'boyish' school backpack? And warm footwear? But you know, I have some dreams that I haven't told anyone about yet. I dream of having a tablet, but can I have one? I also dream of a bicycle, and a remote-controlled helicopter.
Our Fund’s accounts are:
– In Bank of Georgia GE42LB0115113036665000
– In TBC Bank GE15TB7194336080100003
– In Liberty Bank GE42LB0115113036665000