I would like to tell you a story. On a warm summer evening, I was in a hot concrete courtyard, feeling as if I closed my eyes I would simply be in Kharkiv. There I met Amalia, age 7, and her lovely grandparents. Grandpa drove the whole family to safety as Russian bombs fell.
Amalia was born with pediatric cerebral palsy. She has a special stroller. She has a huge heart and a giant smile is very talkative and inquisitive and is an artist. Mom Tanya manages her Instagram account which now proudly features artwork made in Vienna. instagram.com/amaliagorbenko…
Amalia was able to go to “normal” kindergarten in Ukraine because her grandmother is a kindergarten teacher and insisted her granddaughter would be in her regular class like all the other children. Once a week, in Ukraine and in Wien, Amalia has a sleepover with her grandparents.
So I met Amalia on a warm summer evening because her grandparents live in a dorm and were taking her for an evening walk. I made sure they got a Hofer card, and mom too. Mom Tanya (yes half of Ukraine is really named Tanya, it’s true) wrote me today. Good news and bad news.
Good news: Amalia was offered a first grade spot in a wonderful private school, Friedrich Eymann Waldorfschule, near where the family now live, with a 50% tuition discount. Only 7 kids in the class, Amalia the only foreigner! Super for her German language skills and a new start.
Bad news: the tuition after 50% discount is €180pm for 10 months and the family need a sponsor to help them pay for it. I told Tanya I can never promise anything, but you never know. Maybe someone will step forward to help. Do watch her videos ⬇️Danke 💜 instagram.com/p/Cdq8QsyNFYt/…
Update: we have a donor. I am waiting for mom’s reaction 🥰 you guys are amazing thank you!
I got a message this morning from a refugee from Lysychansk, Luhansk oblast, now in an Austrian village pop. 1056 on the border with Slovakia. Bus brought 8 of them there. How did you find out about me, I ask? Someone told us in the line for humanitarian aid. Ukrainian grapevine!
I can’t send her or the other families a card yet as I don’t have any more funds to buy €50 supermarket gift cards for my pile of envelopes. To donate (I fast track these newly arrived from war zones with no money situations) many thx: paypal.com/paypalme/groce…
Today I hand delivered 5 cards to two Vienna dorms and sent 1 by post to a village in Upper Austria. The mom had been waiting months. Needs help to buy diapers. Baby steps. I receive €100, I send out 2 more cards. It’s that simple.
I’m sorry but we have to talk about the 🐀 again. They are still around and 50 Ukrainians are living in absolutely unacceptable, unsanitary conditions in an Austrian village near the Czech border. This message was posted to the large Telegram group (Google translate). A 🧵
I take the conversation to a private chat and this is what the man tells me (again, via Google translate) plus the photos he sent me to “prove I’m not making it up”.
Another story. A single mom in her 30s and her 4yo son from Dnipro arrived in Vienna in March. They came by car driven by volunteers who brought them from Poland to Austria. She didn’t know them and took a risk and it turned out ok. She was given a small flat in Döbling, but…
…the deal from the owner was always maximum stay 3 months. I met the mom when she applied for a Hofer card and I realized we live on the same street! We helped via Twitter get her some funds for her son’s kindergarten tuition, and had them both over for a few dinners.
I provided a little day to day advice, a little bit of guidance on job hunting, that sort of thing, but mom isn’t exactly a born self starter and she moved slowly, one task a day, rather overwhelmed by everything. In June she told me they were moving, to a town in Upper Austria.