All of little Tamuna’s dreams burned in a fire. Her birthday is approaching, but this poor girl will have no cake—not even a piece of dry bread.

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Look at this poor girl.  She sits on a broken iron bed, shivering from the cold. In the freezing winter, she wears summer sandals. Her sweater is so torn and old that it breaks your heart. A fire destroyed Tamuna’s home, and with it, all her childhood dreams. She has no clothes, no shoes, and no toys left. Everything turned to ashes. And yet, Tamuna’s birthday is near. On December 29, she’ll turn 9 years old. Instead of a happy smile, her eyes will be filled with tears on her special day. God, this is so unfair.

Tamuna’s family is now sheltering in a single damp, decaying room. There’s no water, no heating, no bathroom. The child carries water in a bucket from far away just to wash the dishes. She struggles to lift the heavy bucket, and along the way, she dreams that maybe, just maybe, a miracle will happen. And on December 29, she’ll wake up to a magical morning.

Tamuna (8 years old): “I’ve never celebrated my birthday because my mom never had money to bake or buy a cake.
 And now that our house has burned down, I don’t even dare to dream about it. I’ll turn 9 on December 29, but I won’t be able to offer my friends even a small pastry. My heart hurts so much. I only cry when I go to bed because I don’t want my mom to see my tears.”

A hungry, freezing child drinks hot tea. But there’s not even bread to go with it. God, oh God, this is unbearable. Her stomach aches from hunger. But in her imagination, she sees a festive table with delicious food and a beautiful cake.

Tamuna: Do you know what the cake of my dreams looks like, auntie (addressing the Fund’s reporter)? It’s decorated with beautiful cream flowers Blowing out the candles, like other children do—that’s my biggest dream.

Reporter: What wish would you make if you had a cake with candles?

I’d wish for new, beautiful toys. And I’d wish for warm clothes to wear in winter, like other children have. Most of all, I dream of having my own beautifully furnished room. To sleep in a soft bed. But I don’t even dream of that anymore because I don’t even have a home now. How could I ever have a beautiful room? My heart hurts so much, auntie, so much…

Kind-hearted people, Tamuna watched the Fund’s reporter leave with eyes full of hope when she heard that all of Georgia will read her story. This child now has a glimmer of hope that, at least once in her life, she’ll wake up to a magical morning. Dear friends, let’s not let her down. Let’s bring joy to this kind girl, whose heart is now filled only with sadness.

If you are willing to visit this family and help them in person, here is their address: Sighnaghi Municipality, Tsnori Town.

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(Purpose: Tamuna Mchedlishvili).

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Corr: Nini