Vahe – 05/23/24
This letter is from Vahe,* who is sponsored by Mr. Arthur Boyajian.
*We use only the first names of the children to protect their privacy.
Dear Sponsor,
This is Karine, Vahe’s mother. Vahe was born on August 9, 2017, in the village of Jraghatsner, in the Askeran region of Artsakh.
He is now in 1st grade in school, but I am still writing in his stead because he doesn’t know all the letters yet.
I write this letter to you with a great ache in my heart because our destiny so far has been very tragic and difficult. I was born in 1991 in the village if Sghnagh in the Askeran region and I was 10 years old when my parents died. I grew up, went to school, worked, got married and formed a family – all this with struggles and hurdles. My husband was from Jraghatsner village in the same Askeran region of Artsakh, and before the 2020 war we lived in that village. On September 30, 2020, we were forced to leave the village and me and my children lived in Yerevan for 2 months. On September 27, 2020, my husband went to fight in the war as a volunteer. On October 23, while moving ammunition to Taghavard village, he tried to help wounded comrades and was killed along with them. He was buried in his village of Jjraghatsner. After the war was over, our village was taken by the enemy. My children and I went back to Artsakh, to Stepanakert, where we were renting an apartment on 23, Raffi Street. On February 12, 2021, with the help of the Russians and the Red Cross, my husband’s body was moved and buried in Yeghbayrakan Cemetery (in Artsakh).
Vahe went to Sose Kindergarten in Stepanakert and was accepted in Stepanakert’s elementary school #8 in 2023. It lasted less than a month, and on September 28, 2023, we were again forced to leave our Artsakh and leave our dead behind.
Currently, we rent an apartment in the town of Nor Hadjin, in the region of Kotayk, Armenia.
Vahe goes to Mets Mourad public school #4, where he is in 1st grade. He also goes to “Avetisian” dance studio.
Thank you very much for helping us in these difficult times.