‘For three years I had to go to the neighboring village for school. I had to cross 7 km there and back daily. And it was then that I made my mind to go in for sport. My physical training master advised me to run. I tried and I did it. And I had been running to school and back home since that day. Now, as a result of it, I have 13 diplomas of honor and a gold medal,’ tells Mariam, student, 19.
For 22 months he had the tough planks as his bed and prayers as his unquenchable hope. Somewhere far behind the mist was his 5-month son, somewhere nearby – the mice, the non-stop voice of the metal and humiliations.
Aram is getting confused at the sight of the overcrowded truck body-like dwelling-wagon. He looks helpless trying to move and striking against the wooden wall of the wagon. He looks around trying to guess why the voices of these strangers echo.
The needy family has nowhere to go and no money to repair, or, to be more precise, to restore their house.
‘May you sit for dinner with seven children’ the folk says when blessing a newly married couple. In this family they gather for dinner with 9 children – eight sons and a daughter. The girl helps the mother to set the table…
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