Archives: Testimonies

Oksana, Dnipro 292−04−04

The story of a gift. Today is exactly two weeks since the tragedy in Dnipro. The funeral of the 17-year-old Maksym Bogutskiy took place. Time to go to the wake. All around is a cemetery. Dozens of pairs of eyes are watching from the monuments… and we are standing with a green apron. Dmytro (45) and Tetiana (47) are lingering to show it to me. It’s the only thing that the …

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Oksana, Mariupol 215−05−04

April 30, 2022 Mama is gone… Blew up on a mine in Mariupol… Papa brought her remains home on a cart… That is all that is known… There is still no connection. We received bits of information through multiple sources… don’t even have the date of death. Don’t message me please. Papa stayed there by himself. _________________ May 27, 2022 P. S. All this time, there has been no connection with the …

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Tatiana, Severodonetsk 299−15−01

Today I finally got my thoughts together. I want to remember everything. It’s very difficult; there’s an emptiness and despair inside. How much do you have to hate people to kill them and destroy their homes? What did the children die for? And they are still dying. There are tears in my eyes that make it hard to write. It’s very bitter to think that these monsters have …

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Alina, Kyiv 281−26−03

A woman in a pink jacket is trying to push a baby carriage up the ramp of the underground passage. It’s morning. Rush hour. The wheels are twisting around and the carriage won’t go. The woman is practically in tears. The streetcar has just come up and the passage is jammed. The woman and her carriage immediately become an obstacle in everybody’s way, those who are taking advantage of the …

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Оleksandra, Mariupol 123−05−04

My grandmother Lena was born (1931) and grew up in Mariupol. In our family archive there are photos of the old city, of her grandfather, my great-great-grandfather, with* the first car in the city. Grandma told many stories of her childhood to all her grandchildren, but I am perhaps the only person in the family to whom she entrusted the terrible stories of the war. The war she saw as a child. …

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Pavlo, Donetsk Oblast 106−05−03

I want to tell you how I got my nom de guerre and why. Because it’s a funny story. When I was traveling to my military training, I dressed all in black, simply because it’s practical. I arrived at the base in the West of Ukraine. I hadn’t got my uniform yet, so I went to lunch in my civilian clothes. There were five women of my mother’s age and older in the canteen handing out the food. I’m a vegan, …

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Marina, Mariupol 102−05−04

When you arrived in the city, you’d call your friends to arrange a meeting: «Are we meeting in the usual place?» «Near the Drama [Theater]?» «Of course, near the Drama [Theater]!» All roads converged here. There was always a lot of movement and energy at this place. Every year, coming to my native Mariupol, I felt incredible pride and admiration, watching how fast the city was developing. …

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Olga, Dnipro 98−04−04

I’ve been thinking for a long time whether to write all of this down or not, but still decided to keep it as a memento. The other day I became a mother for the second time. Many of my acquaintances knew about my pregnancy and supported us in every way. Thank you very much, friends! It helped a lot and kept me warm. I hug you tight. I gave birth to a record number of sirens a day: …

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