
Community Unites to Support Batashavili Orphans
Little Mendy was standing by the door. Behind him a long, gleaming corridor. Only a wheezing interrupted the silence. For years he has lived knowing that his ‘abba is not feeling well’. He still remembers the ‘beautiful times’- he calls it, the times when his Father came back home every day from his hard work as a shochet, tired but happy, giving his warm and loving hugs to his children.