His difficult path Alex finds his profession Children and courage Dear friends! Many years ago, we had taken in Silvia from the street, and... How did you manage? Dear friends! „I can do that easily, no problem!“, fifteen-year-old Andreea laughed, confident of... How did you manage? Dear friends! „I can do that easily, no problem!“, fifteen-year-old Andreea laughed, confident of... For all the burdened Dear friends! „Attempted murder in Ziegental! Victim hospitalized with serious injuries!“ The news headlines... Club of the courageous mothers Dear friends! Catalin must not come home for the next three days. His wife... Ovidiu writes his first letter „Dear Mama“, Ovidiu starts his letter to his mother. The first letter of his... Gianinias life is the best role model Dear friends! A young woman hastens along the street closely followed by a flock... Looking for accommodation Dear friends! The boy’s hand is spouting blood; half of his thumbnail has been... Thorny road for Cristina Dear friends, „Gooooal!“ Shouts and cheers, excited children spring to their feet and... A house of stone Dear friends, What would you like to become? The youngsters whom I asked this... Andrea straightens up Dear friends! I let my hand rest lightly on Andrea’s shoulder. Her posture is... The "Street of the Living" Dear friends, the "Street of the Living": that is how I understood the name... Onu fights and wins Dear frineds! Onu raises the trophy cup up high so that all can see... You are witnesses of the light Dear friends, every morning Cristina would already be waiting outside the Habakuk Social Centre... Against the hopelessness Dear friends! I will never forget that night in April which almost broke my... Greetings from the fire truck of Elijah Dear frineds! „Do you have a clarinet which I could play while I am... Eine neue Schule der Dankbarkeit Liebe Freunde! Mit eurer Großzügigkeit gebt Ihr vielen jungen Menschen die Möglichkeit, der Verwahrlosung... Letter Father Georg Sporschill SJ Dear friends! Victor hurries to his hut with a bundle of wood on his... Letter Father Georg Sporschill SJ Dear friends, Church service was hardly over when the altar candle had disappeared, and... Letter Father Georg Sporschill SJ Dear friends, someone is hammering on the door of our „House of the Raven“... Bring back to life Dear frineds, what had become of Andrea and Nicoleta? Every day, the sisters had... Christmas Letter Father Georg Sporschill SJ Dear friends! Aurica is pulling an old wooden cart, filled with dirty clothes, behind...
