three orphans rbs

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When the only support disappears…

What is there to do when the sole support of the house is suddenly gone?

Who do you cry out to when you’re a child with no adult to support you?

Reading about orphans is painful no matter where they live. But this situation is even more painful to read about - because these three new orphans live right here in our neighborhood, on Nachal Dolev, in the heart of RBS-A.

And they need you to listen to their story.

For years, their mother was the sole provider for their family. As a dental assistant in one of the local Kupot Cholim, she worked hard to earn her meager salary, with which she supported herself and her three children. They lived on the bare minimum; their home was small, their furniture sparse.

But it didn’t matter. Because when a home is filled with love, children can thrive even in poverty. They knew just how much their mother cared about them. How she was ready to sacrifice the world to raise them as good, Torah Jews.

And then, eight months ago, their lives fell apart.

They will never forget that terrible evening when they heard their mother’s diagnosis: advanced-stage cancer.

How does child absorb such news? Grasp the implications of what this means for her mother…and for herself?

Unfortunately, the disease progressed swiftly and viciously. Their once rock-strong mother, the one who they all relied upon, suddenly required their care. The oldest daughter, not yet 17 at the time, became her mother’s nurse when she was home in between treatments. The family was living from day to day…from prayer to prayer… and all they could do was hope and plead that their mother would have a refuah shelaimah and life would get back to normal.

But the Borei Olam had other plans for them. Their loving, hard-working mother ultimately succumbed to her disease. She left this world the way she lived it – struggling alone until the very end.

And now, her three children are left to continue in life – also alone.

They stood at her funeral, staring down at her aron, and their pain pierced the air. Who would be their mother now? Who would smile at them when they came home, and care about how their day went? Who would pay for their food, clothing and tuition?

When Kupa Shel Tzedaka volunteers came to the home to deliver meals during the mother’s illness, they were shocked to see the obvious poverty this family had lived in for years. But the mother had managed proudly, independently, to raise her children in a happy, loving home.

Now, it’s our responsibility to continue supporting them. To help these three children, who have no responsible adult in their lives to rely upon. Who are suddenly forced to shoulder burdens that would break even mature adults – to find the money to pay their basic bills, to deal with government bureaucracy, and, above all, to cope with the emotional fallout of losing their mother.

How can we sit comfortably knowing that, just down the street from us, three children are living alone, not knowing how they will get through today, from where they’ll have food tomorrow, and what will be with their future?

Let’s donate as generously as we can, to show these children that they are not alone in the world. That even though they don’t have a mother, they still have us, their community, to rely upon.

We can’t bring back their mother. But we can give them the security that their basic needs are cared for.



For just 18 NIS * 36 months you can cover all their food and bills for a whole week.

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