Displacement from Abkhazia

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written by: Ana Chkadua, Mamuka Chkadua, Zhana Zumadze

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“I was born on February 22, 1944 in the village of Khaishi, in Mestia district. During lifetime, I have been through lots of tragic moments but losing my children was the worst pain. I had four children. For eight years we lived in Abkhazia, but after the civil war started my family was forced to move. We are IDPs [internally displaced people] now. It has been more than 15 years that I lost my husband. Soon after my house got on fire. Currently, I have difficulties walking and with my vision. I have no money to buy food and medicine. I am the poorest person in Khaishi. I would have felt much better had I not faced this reality. Life is not fair but people adjust to everything.”

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Loneliness

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written by: Lasha Cindeliani, Goga Cindeliani
research: Nino Gvarmiani, Tiko Otxvani

This is a collective work of this four students from Nakra. They approached a lonely old woman from Nakra. It was an excellent exercise in ethics because the woman felt afraid of the camera. Photographers and storytellers have to learn how to tell stories respectfully.

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Chuberi

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written by: Achi Vibliani

“I was in the 9th grade when I saw the TV program called “what, where, when? “. I really wanted to participate and be part of the group at my local school. I was studying a lot to be able to participate and to my surprise my group got shortlisted in out of 6 best candidates. We went to Mestia and got the second place and next year the 3rd place. This was the best chance to show ourselves.” Continue reading →

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Childhood

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written by: Mari Vibliani

“I will tell you the story about my childhood . I have very good memory of all events from childhood, but never forget the most important moments. I want to tell you about my grandparents, those I love and who are always next to me. I remember how they use to help me with the homework, support me in everything I needed. For me, they are my heroes and the people I look up to. I feel so much love coming from them and It is not a by accident, that I wrote about them. Actually, I will show them this story.”

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