Original Romanian text translated into English
Original Romanian text translated into English
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Hello everyone
Until yesterday, we had several poultry that were meant to grow up and provide us with some of our food.Last night, when I got home from work, I found only two hens left, and one of them had been killed. From the tracks, I realised it must have been a fox. It didn’t manage to carry the last one off, even though it had killed it.I didn’t have a covered mesh shelter, which attracted the predators. I cried with grief because I don’t have the strength to start all over again or to buy more hens.And even if I did buy more, I’d be taking a risk without a covered mesh shelter. It’s beyond my means to buy more because the rent isn’t going to wait for me, nor will the children’s food.
I’ve decided to write this story here – perhaps I’ll find kind-hearted people who can spare the cost of a coffee to help me.
Hope usually dies last, so… I’m hoping 🙂
Thank you for reading this far, and I send you my warmest regards
