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Aniai trisde\u0161imt ketveri. Prie\u0161 kar\u0105 ji buvo vieno i\u0161 populiari\u0173 Kyjivo restoran\u0173 direktor\u0117, o dabar jo patalpose organizuoja savanori\u0173 virtuv\u0117s darb\u0105. Kartu su ja dirba ne vir\u0117jai, o prisijungti nusprend\u0119 kaimynai:<\/span><\/p>\n \u00a0\u201eTiesiog para\u0161iau \u012f m\u016bs\u0173 namo forum\u0105, kuriame paprastai spr\u0119sdavome buitinius klausimus: yra galimyb\u0117 restorane atidaryti virtuv\u0119 ir gaminti maist\u0105 kariams bei ligonin\u0117ms. Net nesitik\u0117jau, kad atsilieps \u0161itiek \u017emoni\u0173. Pasirod\u0117, kad daug kas nori pad\u0117ti miestui, bet tiesiog ne\u017eino, kaip tai padaryti. Prisipa\u017einsiu, jog prie\u0161 kar\u0105 daugumos kaimyn\u0173 veid\u0173 nepa\u017einojau, o per pastar\u0105sias dienas visi susidraugavom\u201c, \u2014 pasakoja Ania.<\/span><\/p>\n Ji prisimena pirm\u0105sias karo akimirkas: \u201eKo gero kaip ir daugumai. Niekada gyvenime ne\u012fsivaizdavau, kad vien\u0105 nakt\u012f vyras pa\u017eadin\u0119s mane prane\u0161, kad prasid\u0117jo karas.\u201c<\/span><\/p>\n Jiedu su vyru nesp\u0117jo susiorientuoti ir i\u0161vykti i\u0161 Kijevo per pirm\u0105sias valandas. Po to, apsvarst\u0119 visus \u201eu\u017e\u201c ir \u201eprie\u0161\u201c, nusprend\u0117 pasilikti, nes \u010dia visi artimieji: sesuo, prie\u0161 10 dien\u0173 pagimd\u017eiusi k\u016bdik\u012f, ir mo\u010diut\u0117, kuriai 90 met\u0173.<\/span><\/p>\n \u201eTai, kad pasilikome, n\u0117ra didvyri\u0161ka. Tiesiog ai\u0161kiai suvok\u0117me, kad jei i\u0161va\u017eiuosime, nebus kam pasir\u016bpinti m\u016bs\u0173 artimaisiais. O neb\u016bti \u0161alia j\u0173, netur\u0117ti galimyb\u0117s jiems pad\u0117ti b\u016bt\u0173 baisiau nei gultis ir keltis aidint sprogimams ir sirenoms.\u201c<\/span><\/p><\/blockquote>\n Ji prisipa\u017e\u012fsta, kad vyraujantys jausmai \u0161iuo metu \u2013 neviltis ir bej\u0117gi\u0161kumas, o savanoryst\u0117 nors \u0161iek tiek padeda nepasiduoti jiems .<\/span><\/p>\n Kiekviena diena vis kartojasi, lyg \u0161vilpiko diena. Visa \u0161eima nakvoja koridoriuje, palik\u0119 batus u\u017e dur\u0173, kad sprogimo atveju gal\u0117t\u0173 grei\u010diau i\u0161b\u0117gti. Jie keliasi, valgo, eina dirbti restorano virtuv\u0117je. Vakare namuose, i\u0161jung\u0119 visas \u0161viesas, pirm\u0105 kart\u0105 per dien\u0105 skaito naujienas: d\u017eiaugiasi ma\u017eomis pergal\u0117mis ir did\u017eiuojasi kariuomene. Meld\u017eiasi.<\/span><\/p>\n Ania svajoja, kad pasibaigus karui ma\u017eiau dirbs ir daugiau laiko praleis su artimaisiais:<\/span><\/p>\n \u201e\u0160is karas parod\u0117, jog per akimirk\u0105 galima prarasti visk\u0105. Pasirodo, anks\u010diau mano gyvenime buvo \u0161itiek ne\u012fkainojam\u0173 dalyk\u0173 \u2013 galimyb\u0117 bet kada apkabinti artimuosius, tiek daug \u0161viesos ir d\u017eiaugsmo. Ta\u010diau a\u0161 nuolat b\u016bdavau susir\u016bpinusi, spr\u0119sdavau kokius nors darbo klausimus ir visai nevertinau, kokia laiminga kiekviena akimirka, kai n\u0117ra karo.\u201c<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Aniai trisde\u0161imt ketveri. Prie\u0161 kar\u0105 ji buvo vieno i\u0161 populiari\u0173 Kyjivo restoran\u0173 direktor\u0117, o dabar jo patalpose organizuoja savanori\u0173 virtuv\u0117s darb\u0105. Kartu su ja dirba ne vir\u0117jai, o prisijungti nusprend\u0119 kaimynai: \u00a0\u201eTiesiog para\u0161iau \u012f m\u016bs\u0173 namo forum\u0105, kuriame paprastai spr\u0119sdavome buitinius klausimus: yra galimyb\u0117 restorane atidaryti virtuv\u0119 ir gaminti maist\u0105 kariams bei ligonin\u0117ms. Net […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":10,"featured_media":239466,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_et_pb_use_builder":"off","_et_pb_old_content":"Anya is 34 years old. Before the war, she was a manager of a popular restaurant in Kyiv. Now she organizes work in volunteer kitchens using the facilities of a restaurant.<\/span>\r\n\r\nNo professional chefs work next to her, but neighbors who have decided to help.<\/span>\r\n\r\n\u2018I have just texted in the chat of our house, where we usually solve household issues: we can open the kitchen and cook food for the military and hospitals. I did not expect so many people to answer the call. It turns out that a lot of people want to help the city; they just don\u2019t know how to. To be honest, before the war I did not even recognize most of my neighbors, and in the last two days we all became friends,\u2019 says Anya.<\/span>\r\n\r\nShe recalls the first moments of the war: \u2018I was like everyone else. I never imagined in my life that one day someone would wake me up in the middle of the night and say that the war had started.\u2019<\/span>\r\n\r\nShe and her husband had not found their bearings and had not left Kyiv in the first few hours. And then, after they weighed the pros and cons, they decided to stay for the closest people that were there: a sister who gave birth to a child 10 days ago and an old grandmother who is 90 years old.<\/span>\r\n\u2018There is nothing heroic in our decision to stay. We just knew perfectly well that if we leave, no one will take care of our relatives. And it's worse for us not to be with them, not to be able to help than to wake up and fall asleep to the sounds of explosions and sirens.\u2019<\/span><\/blockquote>\r\nAnya says that now she feels mostly desperate and helpless but volunteering helps to cope with it, at least a bit.<\/span>\r\n\r\nEvery day is like a \u2018marmot day\u2019. The whole family sleeps in the hallway, putting their shoes outside the door to run out faster in case of a strike. They wake up, eat, and work in the kitchen. In the evening, at home, they turn all the lights off, and for the first time in a day, they read the news rejoicing in small victories and feeling proud of the army. They pray.<\/span>\r\n\r\nAfter the war, Anya dreams of working a little less and spending more time with her family: \u2018This war has shown that you can lose everything in a moment. It turned out that before there were so many priceless things: the opportunity to hug those who you love at any time, there was so much light and joy. But I was always worried about some work issues and didn't even realize how much happiness there is in every moment when there is no war. \u2019<\/span>","_et_gb_content_width":"","_links_to":"","_links_to_target":""},"categories":[66,151],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.warstoriesukraine.com\/lt\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/241835"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.warstoriesukraine.com\/lt\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.warstoriesukraine.com\/lt\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.warstoriesukraine.com\/lt\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/10"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.warstoriesukraine.com\/lt\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=241835"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.warstoriesukraine.com\/lt\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/241835\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":241836,"href":"https:\/\/www.warstoriesukraine.com\/lt\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/241835\/revisions\/241836"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.warstoriesukraine.com\/lt\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/239466"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.warstoriesukraine.com\/lt\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=241835"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.warstoriesukraine.com\/lt\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=241835"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.warstoriesukraine.com\/lt\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=241835"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}