Year archives: 2006

“Ordinary people”

By Gayane Mkrtchyan Laura’s worn-out shoes are marred with dirt and cow manure. While running she was constantly thinking of how to get to home early. On one special day a month she is expected impatiently by her six children, mother-in-law and husband. “Mommy, mommy, have you brought us the candies we wanted?” the small and old […]

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“Is this a life?”

By Gayane Abrahamyan Mikayel, five months old, lies in an old metal cradle. His clothes and blankets are worn and he greedily sucks on a pacifier as if it might answer the question of whether there’ll be food today. This question bothers also Mikayel’s four brothers and six sisters, but they are a bit older and […]

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“I can’t stand the hardships anymore.”

By Arpi Harutyunyan The unity established 19 years ago between Andranik and Zoya forced them to choose the same profession: They are streetsweepers. Waking early in the morning Zoya begins sweeping the streets, and Andranik gathers the garbage of the city by truck, hoping to get a salary at least for the current month and to […]

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“Neither are alone”

By Mariam Badalyan   Mary, 7, is firmly hanging to her mother’s neck. “It’s my mummy,” she says and kisses her mother on the cheek. She holds a slice of bread in her right hand. There is sugar inside. The bread with sugar inside is what the neighbors have given to her: they know Mary loves […]

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“What can we demand from a hungry child?”

By Suren Deheryan   Twelve-year-old Suren was home alone when uncalled guests from Yerevan entered inside through an unlocked door and asked whether there were any adults at home. An old tape recorder filled the room and Suren with pop music, and the colorful sounds were hardly in sync with the gray, dirty walls or with […]

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“Ruined in a ruined country . . .”

By Vahan Ishkhanyan Gayane is 13 years old, but her childhood is over. She remembers with joy when a few years ago she only played games and did not have to care for her family’s needs. Now Gayane has to attend school and do her homework, and find time to perform domestic duties – to knead […]

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“I am ashamed”

By Marianna Grigoryan   When someone in the village of Akori wants to graphically illustrate poverty or “the hardship”, he points out to the edge of the village. The large family of Kirakosyans, along with three cats and “Chalo” the dog, gets by in a rotten wooden “domik” with only two rooms. (Literally, “a small house” […]

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bradyaga

By Vahan Ishkhanyan “My late mother would say: you love Raj Kapur so much that you will end up being a tramp one day,” Avo remembers his mother’s prophesy. Raj Kapur was a Bollywood star whose movies were very popular in Armenia in the 1970-80s. The “Tramp”, in which he starred was always on the […]

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Lernuhi’s Recovery

By Vahan Ishkhanyan “I already can walk, I am no longer disabled,” says Lernuhi, who for the first time puts artificial limbs on what is left from her legs and right arm and starts walking. Lernuhi Isoyan was born in 1968. She was reborn in Kashatagh (formerly called Lachin) where she was given new legs […]

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If I do not, who would do for me?

By Ruzanna Amiraghyan   “My mother is ill. Please, do not be surprised and offended if she starts speaking in a loud voice or curse, do not be offended. She is mentally ill, my mother . . . Petros Avchiev, 14, lives with his mother, Anna, in an apartment block in the town of Masis in […]

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