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The Days
Only Meal for Traynka and Roza
Roumen Ivanov, April 2003
Gypsy childrens feeding and literacy program
has been going on for five years.
Our seven kitchens are attended by 220 children.
On
a cold winter day in the Philipovtsy Gypsy slum in Sofia, children eat
their hot food portion with a great appetite. One of them is Trayanka,
8. The slender girl shivers in her old sweater, she moves her cold toes
to make the feel warmer in her oversized rubber slippers.
Not long ago Traynka also had to struggle with hunger. Her unemployed
parents were not able to feed their six children. The ladies from our
kitchen found about this family and invited the children to have meals
with us, and now they joyously come to eat every day.
It is a great relief for the parents to know that at least one meal a
day is guaranteed to the children. Trayanka says she sings at home to
her father and mother the songs she learns from the kitchen ladies. Her
favorite song is: The Bible in one word is love, love your neighbor
as yourself.
Rozas
first letter
Roza,
10, has received her daily meal from our kitchen for many years. She has
nobody else except her older brother in whose home she lives.
Roza is a sad-hearted, reserved child, she talks very little. Her sweater
is full of holes, her pants are ragged, her hair unkempt, hands rough
from dirt. When Roza sees the food bowl, life appears in her tired eyes.
After a short prayer she begins to ladle the soup with her spoon without
turning her eyes from the bowl.
Today Roza for the first time stayed after the lunch to participate in
the literacy class. She didnt know how to hold the pencil. But at
the end of the lesson she was able to read the word mom and
write the letter a.
She was so happy that she didnt want to go home!
These
children receive much more than just a bowl of food:
The
Church becomes for them as their second home.
They get to know the Word of God, and they learn to pray and sing.
Also tens of parents have come to the Lord!
Thank
you for your help in giving them this possibility!
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