Three brothers, six, eight and ten years old drowned in the lake in the village not very far from ours yesterday. The older ones tried to save the little one apparently and they all drowned. They got their tiny dead bodies out of the lake early in the morning. Helga cried on and off all day today. And I just cannot think about anything else for the whole day today for some reason. Those were three of Moldova's "forgotten children". Their father wasn't in the picture and their mother left abroad and wasn't interested or involved anymore. They lived with their very old grandad who drinks a lot.