Poverty: On the way to the blackboard I hid myself

Thankfully, full of shame, quite normal: three refugees tell you how they feel when they stand for food week after week.

Poverty:   On the way to the blackboard I hid myself
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  • Page 1 — "I hid on way to blackboard"
  • Page 2 — Sahra
  • Page 3 — Jafar
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    The 28-year-old Anita * has two children. Your husband has been unemployed for four months. The Afghan family has been living in Forst (Lusatia) in east of Brandenburg for three years.

    "If you have no work and no income, Lebennicht is easy. The tablets support low-income families. I schämemich to go to blackboard, but for me re is no alternative. I have to wait in a long line before store. There it is pushed and jostled. The feeling of being poor wirddadurch even worse.

    Neverless, board supports Einigeunserer needs. We get fruit, vegetables and still vieleandere food. Five euros I have to pay, twice a week to get Darfich food. But because DieLebensmittel are not so fresh, I am often forced to throw m away, for example also milk.

    The employees determine which goods I get. I don't need much, because I don't eat it. Dasbetrifft For example sausage and meat. These foods I tell people who eat something like that.

    My mama is also supported by blackboard, she lives in Greifswald. The price is only one euro. She is satisfied with what she gets on her board because she herself aussuchendarf what she needs. I cannot understand why boards in VerschiedenenStädten demand different prices. "

    * In order to protect privacy of families, we waive naming of surnames.

    Date Of Update: 25 March 2018, 12:02
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