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четверг, 30 сентября 2010 г.
вторник, 21 сентября 2010 г.
In the Magansky psychoneurological boarding school
Николай из психоневрологического интерната с исполнением русских песен
среда, 15 сентября 2010 г.
About children and adults who are always "children"
The Magansky psychoneurological boarding school is intended for constant residing of the seriously ill people, suffering by the chronic mental diseases, needing a permanent care, consumer services, sociolabor rehabilitation.
In 2005 the Magansky children's house-boarding school for mentally retarded children is reorientated in a psychoneurological boarding school for adults.
From myself I will add, there was I there once, but hope that else I will arrive. Besides has promised photos to bring him. I Want to print and bring. It is not enough once for вникания in an essence of a problem or has simply put. I went there with the priest who took them under guardianship, comes to christen newcomers of patients and serves the Liturgy of times in a month. The service passes in the allocated room for prayers, have established there an altar.
I as though was ready to see them, in me any clod of resistance and hardness simultaneously accrued. There was any mute pain, not daring to escape outside.
Whom to blame? There was no one to blame, and did not want to do. Thoughts raced one by one: "And if you were mother of one of such children?", "Someone for certain thinks: what for was to give birth to them on torments?"
But they the kindest and likely the most correct in this life. They are able to rejoice. And to love!
Addressing to the priest:
- The father, I wanted to ask you to pray for my mum.
- What is her name?
- Zynaida (names a patronymic)
- She live at you?
- She reception my mum, she is medical orderly here. We have made friends with her.
In 2005 the Magansky children's house-boarding school for mentally retarded children is reorientated in a psychoneurological boarding school for adults.
From myself I will add, there was I there once, but hope that else I will arrive. Besides has promised photos to bring him. I Want to print and bring. It is not enough once for вникания in an essence of a problem or has simply put. I went there with the priest who took them under guardianship, comes to christen newcomers of patients and serves the Liturgy of times in a month. The service passes in the allocated room for prayers, have established there an altar.
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| Girl looks out the window |
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I as though was ready to see them, in me any clod of resistance and hardness simultaneously accrued. There was any mute pain, not daring to escape outside.
Whom to blame? There was no one to blame, and did not want to do. Thoughts raced one by one: "And if you were mother of one of such children?", "Someone for certain thinks: what for was to give birth to them on torments?"
But they the kindest and likely the most correct in this life. They are able to rejoice. And to love!
Addressing to the priest:
- The father, I wanted to ask you to pray for my mum.
- What is her name?
- Zynaida (names a patronymic)
- She live at you?
- She reception my mum, she is medical orderly here. We have made friends with her.
пятница, 3 сентября 2010 г.
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