Apparently, the sky is more lenient in Romania that here in France because it is really good in together. Yesterday, I have in our garden spade shirt but it would last ...
Since yesterday evening, we're green, or even tomorrow morning we pick up a bus at 6:30 to Deva has come to see the children of the Monastery. It s children from families with large difficulties or orphaned children. A Hungarian priest builds for them a kind of system childrens villages. They live about 10, all ages in a house with two or they are educators, often a couple. They are lovely kids, very well educated. They are Gypsy, Hungarian, Romanian. Their common language is Hungarian. But what they lack in spite of all the attention they door, c is the affection. We shared a feast with them and several teenagers have been right after we were once attached to us. I am particularly
have knowledge of Alexandra with whom I speak little Chinese and Romanian danglais, she is 15 years and c is a real little teen.
Saturday, all religions alike have their dead festivities. C is a really wonderful festival where people come all the cemetery to honor their dead. They put candles and flowers on the graves. It is rare to see a drop al.
We met the children of the monastery, were not an easy day for them ... Alexandra, who had all the time with tears in his eyes we drove into a tomb or found a girl who cried her brother and her father A friend at his side ... We sat close to each other and have a little pray together. May that make more ...
Once a month, 4 of them come spend the weekend at home but we would like to see if we can do something with others because they are happy to leave some of their daily lives.
Finally I can assure you, they are children with real gays very eyes of children.
Following my adventures in the next issue, there is so much to tell .... then n feel free if you know of other things.
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