“I can’t go to school. Mom is afraid that I will feel bad, collapse and no one will be able to help me. Therefore, I study from home. But I really want to play with the children in the yard, to run,” – 8-year-old Barbara tells us with great sadness in her eyes. – Look at me, look well… Do I look like a sick girl? I’m like everyone else, but I am not allowed to.”

“Ma’am, my sister is a doll, she cannot talk and her legs do not walk. She is so nice, and I love her so much, but her body hurts and she cries. And I cry together with her.”- 6-year-old Teona told me about her beloved 7-year-old sister Barbare in a very soft voice.