{"id":242007,"date":"2022-03-03T21:05:20","date_gmt":"2022-03-03T21:05:20","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.warstoriesukraine.com\/i-dont-know-what-happened-yesterday-or-the-day-before-yesterday-all-i-know-is-they-bomb-us-all-the-time-anna-25-donetsk-kharkiv\/"},"modified":"2022-03-19T21:44:31","modified_gmt":"2022-03-19T21:44:31","slug":"i-dont-know-what-happened-yesterday-or-the-day-before-yesterday-all-i-know-is-they-bomb-us-all-the-time-anna-25-donetsk-kharkiv","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.warstoriesukraine.com\/lt\/i-dont-know-what-happened-yesterday-or-the-day-before-yesterday-all-i-know-is-they-bomb-us-all-the-time-anna-25-donetsk-kharkiv\/","title":{"rendered":"\u201eNebe\u017einau, kas buvo vakar, o kas u\u017evakar. \u017dinau tik tiek, kad vis\u0105 laik\u0105 bombarduoja\u201d, Ana, 25 m., Doneckas \u2013 Charkivas"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Anai Hruver dvide\u0161imt penkeri. Ji poet\u0117, eseist\u0117 ir kritik\u0117. Gim\u0117 Donecke, bet 2014-aisiais, prasid\u0117jus karui, jos t\u0117vai persik\u0117l\u0117 \u012f Charkiv\u0105 ir nusprend\u0117 kurti \u010dia\u00a0 nauj\u0105 gyvenim\u0105.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">2022 m. kovo 1-\u0105j\u0105, pirm\u0105 pavasario dien\u0105 Charkiv\u0105 \u0117m\u0117 bombarduoti.<\/span><\/p>\n<blockquote><p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201e\u0160iandien a\u0161tunt\u0105 ryto mane pa\u017eadino itin garsus sprogimas. Mano namai \u0161alia Operos teatro, Rymarska gatv\u0117je. Pats miesto centras. M\u016bs\u0173 name i\u0161du\u017eo kone visi langai. Aplink nam\u0105 \u2013 vien stiklo du\u017eenos. Tai \u2013 pragaras. Tikras pragaras! Ir ka\u017ekod\u0117l b\u016btent \u0161\u012f kart\u0105 nesigird\u0117jo joki\u0173 siren\u0173\u201c, \u2013\u00a0 pasakoja Anna.<\/span><\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ana niekur i\u0161 Charkivo nei\u0161vyko, nes \u010dia jos namai. Pasakoja pajutusi \u0161\u012f miest\u0105 \u0161irdimi ir net sp\u0117jusi \u012f j\u012f \u012faugti. \u010cia gyveno jos senelis. \u010cia gyvena jos senukas \u0161uo. Jiedu negali i\u0161siskirti.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201eKaras labai pakeit\u0117 laiko suvokim\u0105. Nebe\u017einau, kas buvo vakar, o kas u\u017evakar. \u017dinau tik tiek, kad vis\u0105 laik\u0105 bombarduoja. O \u0161iandien sprogimai pasiek\u0117 miesto centr\u0105\u201c, \u2013 ai\u0161kina ji.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ana sako nejau\u010dianti pyk\u010dio. Visus savo jausmus ji stengiasi paversti tik\u0117jimu, meile artimiesiems ir d\u0117kingumu gyn\u0117jams.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">O dar ji \u012fsitikinusi, kad \u017emoni\u0173 pasirinkimas likti mieste, kuriame vyksta karo veiksmai, yra svarbus:<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201e\u0160iandien susira\u0161in\u0117jau su mergina i\u0161 kito Charkivo rajono . Ji mat\u0117, kaip \u0161alia jos sprogo automobilis, ir jau\u010dia bevilti\u0161kum\u0105, kalt\u0119, kad nieko negal\u0117jo padaryti. Jai nuolat atrodo, kad daro per ma\u017eai. Bandau \u012ftikinti j\u0105 , kad gyn\u0117jams svarbus pats m\u016bs\u0173 buvimas mieste. Taip jie mato, kad gina ne tu\u0161\u010dius pastatus, o gyvus \u017emones. Ir mes turime tapti jiems u\u017enugariu, siena, palaikyti juos. Privalome jaustis naudingi, net jei svarbiausia m\u016bs\u0173 u\u017eduotis dabar \u2013 i\u0161gyventi.\u201c<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Karas stebuklingai vienija. Anai ra\u0161o \u017emon\u0117s, kuri\u0173 ji nebeprisimena, ir si\u016blo pagalb\u0105 arba teiraujasi, kaip ji laikosi. Kaimynai budi gatv\u0117je, saugo nam\u0105.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Baisiausia Anai steb\u0117ti vaikus sl\u0117ptuv\u0117je. Matyti, kokie jie sutrik\u0119. Kaip glaud\u017eiasi prie t\u0117v\u0173. Kaip t\u0117vai stengiasi juos pralinksminti. Kaip vaikai \u017eaid\u017eia su augintiniais.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201eMatydama tai, galvoju, kad privalome kaip nors visa tai i\u0161tverti. O pasibaigus karui garsiai pasakoti apie \u0161\u012f siaub\u0105, kad jis nebepasikartot\u0173. Po karo svajoju para\u0161yti knyg\u0105 vaikams apie \u0161i\u0105 tams\u0105, kad m\u016bs\u0173 vaikai niekad nebe\u012fsileist\u0173 jos \u012f savo gyvenim\u0105.\u201c<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; Anai Hruver dvide\u0161imt penkeri. Ji poet\u0117, eseist\u0117 ir kritik\u0117. Gim\u0117 Donecke, bet 2014-aisiais, prasid\u0117jus karui, jos t\u0117vai persik\u0117l\u0117 \u012f Charkiv\u0105 ir nusprend\u0117 kurti \u010dia\u00a0 nauj\u0105 gyvenim\u0105. 2022 m. kovo 1-\u0105j\u0105, pirm\u0105 pavasario dien\u0105 Charkiv\u0105 \u0117m\u0117 bombarduoti. \u201e\u0160iandien a\u0161tunt\u0105 ryto mane pa\u017eadino itin garsus sprogimas. Mano namai \u0161alia Operos teatro, Rymarska gatv\u0117je. Pats miesto centras. 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