{"id":190860,"date":"2022-07-11T12:07:56","date_gmt":"2022-07-11T09:07:56","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/uacrisis.org\/boromlya"},"modified":"2022-07-22T00:15:57","modified_gmt":"2022-07-21T21:15:57","slug":"boromlya","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/uacrisis.org\/en\/boromlya","title":{"rendered":"24 hours of Ukrainian mother"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p><em>On April 8, the head of the Sumy military administration, Dmytro Zhyvytskyi, announced that the territory of the region had been liberated from ruscist invaders. Ten days earlier, the Ukrainian administration returned to the village of Boromlya, which had experienced significant destruction. Now it is coming back to life, however, the memory of the days of occupation will forever remain in the villagers\u2019 memory.&nbsp;<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8211; In the afternoon, we went looking for them again. By the cafe opposite the village council, we saw a GAZelle with the commandant at the wheel. His nickname is Medved (Bear). I asked him: \u201cWhere are my boys?\u201d He says nothing. I ask again. He says nothing. There were two people on the doorstep, and the younger one pointed \u201cta-ta-ta-ta\u201d with a machine-gun&#8230; I asked Medved: where? What basement or forest belt should I search? Where did you leave them? Not a word&#8230;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8211; I already understood what I was in for. And while we lay tied up all night, I had only one thought: if only mom wouldn\u2019t look for us&#8230;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>We met when Boromlya was liberated and Nina came to Sumy with her husband and son. She had to restore bank cards, buy new mobiles instead of the stolen ones.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8211; Well, not only mobiles were stolen&#8230; We were about to leave today when Andriy asked where I had put his sneakers. They\u2019re in their usual place, I said. We searched everything but found nothing. When they had rummaged around the house, they also took the sneakers&#8230;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Ruscists entered Boromlya on the first day of the war. But &#8211; in transit. Then there were three days of violent shelling and bombing. They barraged the village center, destroyed a pharmacy, a kindergarten, a municipal enterprise, hit houses&#8230; People hid in basements and cellars. Nina\u2019s family was also hiding. They also took their grandchildren, who lived in the shelled area.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Then the occupiers entered thoroughly and set up a commandant&#8217;s office.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8211; But we didn\u2019t see them here until March 18, as our street is remote. And then they appeared. They drove past the yard to the end of the street, 150 meters from our house. They put six SAUs there. And from there they shot in the direction of Trostianets, Buimer&#8230; Once after 15 minutes of shooting &#8211; people counted later &#8211; there were 50 shells left&#8230;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>In the first days of that cannonade, the villagers tried to hide, but then they realized that the shooting was conducted from them, and they hid only when they heard a plane. At night, they went out to listen to what was happening &#8211; machinery was humming, some generators were humming from the center. But on the 23rd, the ruscists were hit too.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>There was no light in the houses then. Mobiles were charged from a generator (luckily, the occupiers didn\u2019t find it), from car batteries. People switched on the mobiles only to make a call: they tried to extend their phones\u2019 battery life and the connection was bad.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8211; I found some connection near the barn, started dialing, and then there came a blast! Andriy was standing opposite \u2013 close to the kitchen, and he says, the roof of the shed began swaying.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Indeed, large slate nails stuck out to their full height. The boys had hammered them in the morning. In the meantime, my husband went to his cousin, who lives nearby: people said that her windows had been blown out. And the brothers, Andriy and Serhiy, having finished their work, went to make a call. They said that they found a spot where they could get a connection, and went up to the pond. Nina was working in the yard, and here runs my husband, shouting: where are the boys? She looked outside the yard &#8211; there was a car with a direction finder spinning. She came out: who are you? Men in uniform, of all ages, said they were from the DNR. \u201cI\u2019m looking for my boys,\u201d she explained. \u201cWe\u2019ve already taken them,\u201d they said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Nina still remembers almost every word of the conversations that took place then &#8211; the tension seems to have recorded everything on a memory tape.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The leader of the group, nicknamed Major, not a young man, said he was from Donetsk and went to fight as soon as mobilization was announced: \u201cYou\u2019ve been shooting at us for eight years, you know.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI don\u2019t know who is shooting at you. We didn&#8217;t ask you to come here,\u201d she answered.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Later she found out that the boys\u2019 phones had been taken away. They were forced to undress in order to see if they had tattoos, bruises &#8211; maybe from body armor. Nina and her husband were also made to give their mobiles: \u201cWe\u2019ll give them to our Russian brothers to check.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Then the \u201cbrothers\u201d approached.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8211; &#8230; They were in neat uniforms, with patches &#8211; a white frame embroidered on a black square and the letter Z in white. Not something painted or stuck on, it was done thoroughly. They had prepared, you could tell&#8230;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The first thing they asked was if we knew Bandera. \u201cYes,\u201d I say, \u201cthis is a person who fought for Ukraine\u2019s independence.\u201d \u201cDo you know that he fought against the Soviet Union?\u201d \u201cHe did,\u201d I say, \u201cboth against the Germans and against the Soviets. And you know that he was in a Nazi camp?\u201d They stopped asking.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The DNR militants brought our sons and gave them over to the Russians. Then they began snooping around the household. They found a backpack with laptops in the cellar, hidden from the blasts, and took it away \u2013 \u201cfor inspection\u201d. Andriy tried to explain that the laptops were turned off, not charged, because there was no light. No, \u201cfor inspection\u201d!<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The boys were also taken away &#8211; for inspection. I say: where will you take them? What\u2019s there to check? One called his girlfriend, another called a friend and an aunt.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8211; We\u2019ll check, and if we don\u2019t find anything, we\u2019ll let them go in a couple of days.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8211; And if you do, what?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8211; They\u2019ll do time.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8211; Where will they do time? Where will you jail them here?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8211; In Russia.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8211; But on what grounds will the citizens of Ukraine do time in Russia?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>There is no clear answer.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Then they put the boys into their Kamaz or Typhoon. But I had their documents, all their passports in my pocket, I kept them with me. I ask: you\u2019ve taken them, now you\u2019ll drive them somewhere to Belgorod, they have no documents, how will they return? \u201cYou can give them to us,\u201d the senior suggested. No, I say, let me go with you and give them myself. \u201cNo!\u201d So I won&#8217;t give you the passports either.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>There were already two cars with direction finders near the yard. The senior officer ordered the DNR men: everyone, go to the dam! They left, carrying something. As we understood later, they carried mines.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8211; And while they were mining there, that senior started to talk to me. That he\u2019d been fighting since 2014, that \u201cin Donetsk, your soldiers put people in front of them so that we wouldn\u2019t shoot at them.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>And I say: I won\u2019t go far; my colleagues are in Trostianets, close from here. In the middle of winter, your soldiers drove people out of their houses, put them and their children in front of your tanks, and hid in their houses. He fell silent.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>And then: \u201cDo you know that Donetsk is being shelled?\u201d And, I ask, who fired at Kharkiv? He: \u201cWe. But only the outskirts.\u201d No, I say, while there was light and TV was on, we saw &#8211; the center was fired at, a missile flew into the administration building \u2013 are these outskirts? He keeps silent again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Then he started about the freedom of speech. And, I say, what freedom do you mean? No one forbids me anything: here\u2019s a satellite dish, I can watch you, I can watch Ukrainian channels, whatever I want! And I watch YouTube, too.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Here, I say, look, there is a granny walking in the garden, my mother-in-law, 86 years old. A granny like this, who came out with a poster against the war, was handcuffed by your riot police. If it happened here, people would handcuff those riot policemen and overturn the police van. And this was shown on your channel. \u201cWhich?\u201d \u2013 \u201cDozhd\u201d. \u2013 \u201cIt\u2019s banned, it\u2019s oppositional.\u201d \u2013 \u201cBut it isn\u2019t banned here.\u201d It\u2019s all propaganda, he says. \u201cAnd you know, we\u2019ve come here from Trostianets, there is a grove, and there are Negroes, Arabs, all stoned and they\u2019re creeping and creeping at us, we are shooting, and they are creeping, they are on your side.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I think: what bunkum is he talking? I don\u2019t know, I say, about Arabs or Negroes, but I do know that you invited Syrian mercenaries to fight on your side. Again: \u201cThat\u2019s propaganda.\u201d I don\u2019t know, I say, your dear Skabeeva reported it, First Channel, Russia&#8230;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>A pause again, then: \u201cCan you say whatever you like?\u201d Yes, I say, I can say anything! \u201cWell, you oppress Donetsk.\u201d Same old song and dance, like on their TV&#8230;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWhy don\u2019t you have Russian in your schools?\u201d Why should we, I ask? What is the official language in Russia? \u2013 \u201cThe Russian language.\u201d And why should Ukraine need Russian? It\u2019s Ukraine here, so there must be the Ukrainian language.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYou have \u201c1939-1945\u201d written on your monuments to soldiers.\u201d Yes, I say, the war began in 1939. \u201cBut the Soviet Union was at war since 1941.\u201d My dear, I say, forget about the Soviet Union. You will not return it! He says nothing&#8230;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Where did he see such an inscription? Later, I saw the inscription on our school: \u201cThe Great Patriotic War, 1941-1945\u201d. No one has changed it yet. Where did he see it?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>In total, there were five or six of them. One was very aggressive, with reddish hair, maybe a Chechen. He looked all nervous and twitchy. When the boys\u2019 phones were taken, he started to check their contents, and found the ruble to dollar exchange rate in a search history on one of the phones: \u201cWhy do you need it? Do you have dollars?\u201d \u2013 No, I don\u2019t. It\u2019s nothing like that. I was just curious \u2013 my son replies.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I say: what are the problems? I also use it, you may check. The war is going on, and I want to know what the Buratino, and self-propelled artillery are, and how the Grad fires. Is it a crime to use the Internet?&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Clearly, they returned neither phones, nor laptops to us. Later, on my Telegram, we saw a photo of the DNR militant who was near our yard. He didn&#8217;t even change the SIM card&#8230;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>They took the boys in the afternoon. Nina did not know what to do. She first took the kids to her former daughter-in-law, because she decided to go look for her sons. Natalka was also worried: despite the divorce, her kids love their father very much and like to spend whole days at their granny\u2019s. So Nina and Natalka agreed to go searching together. But that day they didn\u2019t risk it: they would hardly find the commandant, and it was scary to walk in the dark.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>At seven the next morning, as soon as the curfew was over, they got on their bikes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Nina had an idea how to explain why they urgently needed the boys. She\u2019d say that the car keys were in Andriy\u2019s pocket, so she had to take them and drive her grandchildren out of the shelling. But she was told at the commandant&#8217;s office that Commandant Medved was not there. His deputy, a DNR militant nicknamed Pianist, said he knew nothing about the boys. While the women were waiting for the commandant, they again heard a rehearsed story about how our military in Donbas had insulted them for eight years. Then they were advised to go look for guys at the Russians\u2019, who were stationed at the former PMK.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>There, two soldiers, one of Slavic and the other of Asian appearance, reported that no one had been brought to them and sent the women back to the DNR militants. They went. Pianist asked his friends if they knew about the boys. A young man of Nina&#8217;s sons\u2019 age said that they had been taken and handed over to the Russians.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8211; He asks: \u201cDo you remember me?\u201d I remembered him standing near our yard; he asked for some water. He says: \u201cour intelligence has taken them, they are not here.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>We went to the PMK again to ask the intelligence. The already familiar Asian said that the intelligence would be back late in the afternoon. Not knowing what to do next, the women decided to return in the afternoon. But after two p.m., there was no one at the PMK. People said that everyone had left an hour before and warned: do not go into the yard, there may be tripwires.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8211; In the morning, we saw the DNR militants pulling their bags, agreeing where to put what, who to give it to. But my thoughts kept me from getting into the details. It turned out that our military began to chase the enemies out Trostianets &#8230; We went to the commandant again \u2013 he was gone! A man in his late 50s was standing nearby, wearing his crossbelts, like commissars wore in the movies; there was a painted GAZelle next to him with the inscription \u201cMaruska\u201d on it. He asks: \u201cWhat do you want?\u201d We told him again, for the umpteenth time.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>He went to Pianist, came back: \u201cGo home, your boys have already left.\u201d But where to? We would meet them because there is only one way! Then he points to the Administrative Service Centre: \u201cGo there, to the Russian commandant\u2019s office.\u201d&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>By the cafe opposite the village council, we saw a GAZelle with the commandant at the wheel. A man jumped out of the cafe, shouted: \u201cgirls, come here,\u201d and ran back. I approached the car and asked the commandant: \u201cWhere are my boys?\u201d He said nothing. I asked again. Nothing. Two men stood at the door of the cafe, and the younger one pointed his weapon at us \u201cta-ta-ta-ta\u201d. \u201cWhat are you doing? Do you think I don\u2019t understand what you are showing?\u201d I say. And then to Medved: \u201cWhere are they? In which basement or forest belt should I search? Where did you leave them?\u201d He doesn\u2019t say a word. And then that man from the cafe jumps out with a full box of meat, big pieces of meat. \u201cGirls, take it!\u201d What the devil do I need your meat for! Give me my sons back.\u201d He says nothing&#8230;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>We went on to the Administrative Service Centre: \u201cWho&#8217;s in charge here?\u201d I told them everything again. The Russian explained that they had four units in Boromlya, but they don\u2019t keep in touch with each other. So\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Where else should I go? Where to look? We returned to the PMK. My daughter-in-law remembered a large basement in the dormitory; maybe they were lying beaten there&#8230; Nina was exhausted, but they continued to search. They didn&#8217;t go straight to the basement. They stopped at a small window and saw a stick and a stretched thread through that little window: maybe a tripwire? They began to shout in their might: &#8220;Seryoga, Andriy!&#8221;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>People who were passing by heard them and said: \u201cWe\u2019ve just met your boys, they went there.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8211; Natasha ran forward, but my legs wouldn&#8217;t move. I could hardly make my way &#8230; I hugged them &#8211; they were alive&#8230; Andriy later said that he had been afraid that I would run to look for them. And if I didn\u2019t?..<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>They spent the night in a metal box: either a container or a car shelter. There were some old things scattered around, and the boys were lying on them. Disgusting macaroni were given to them in the evening. The boys gave them to a dog, but even the dog refused to eat those macaroni. However there was another man of about 60, who had been captured and kept with them in the box, and he said he would eat, because he had not eaten for three days.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Andriy knew what to expect. Before that, they were asked if they had families, kids.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8211; We answered that Serhiy has and I don\u2019t. They say to Serhiy, &#8211; we&#8217;ll let you go, and to me \u2013 you\u2019re fucked &#8230; I had only one thought: if only mom wouldn\u2019t look for us&#8230; Then I remembered: the keys are in my pocket, I must give them to Serhiy. I wanted them to kill me right away rather than torture me&#8230; Serhiy was sleeping next to me, and I, as the most violent one, was tied up with my hands behind my back. My hands went numb after those eight hours. They were untied only once, when they took me to the toilet. They lift me up, but I say I can\u2019t go. The Russian said calmly, without yanking me: \u201cWait a minute and you\u2019ll recover.\u201d Then they tied me up again&#8230;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>In the morning, they opened the box, asked where we were from and promised to free us in a couple of hours. Half a day passed. Through a slit we saw the occupiers actively loading their trucks: some packages, boxes from ATB, children&#8217;s bicycles&#8230;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Someone came, opened the box, opened the door a little, and said, \u201cI&#8217;ll leave the door open. When it gets dark, leave.\u201d&nbsp; We waited. Then we heard an order outside: \u201cCome on, let&#8217;s get out of here!\u201d And then silence. We sat for a while &#8211; what are we waiting for? We slowly left, climbed over the fence, across the road &#8211; to Natalka&#8217;s yard &#8230; Alive.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">* * *<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u2013 They really didn\u2019t like the way we live, &#8211; says Nina. &#8211; They enter our house: \u201clook, they have a bath and a toilet in the house!\u201d As if it\u2019s a miracle. Our whole street is like this &#8211; someone was building, someone was repairing&#8230; They came to our godfather, who lives in another part of the village&#8230; They also took their mobiles, his wife\u2019s gold, a laptop&#8230; And the godfather has a mini-tractor, a mini-harvester in the yard \u2013 he is a man of the soil. He has an Audi, and recently has bought a Jeep. It shocked them. One of the occupiers jumped into his yard: \u201cYou have a pretty good life here, Bandera, don\u2019t you?\u201d He shot into the Audi windshield and then went into the garage &#8211; 15 shots into the Jeep. Get ready, he says, we\u2019ll be back in two days.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>In the morning, I ran to look for the boys, and then my godfather&#8217;s wife told me: \u201cI saw you and thought, if you don&#8217;t find the boys, I&#8217;ve already prepared a rope, I\u2019d rather hang myself than they\u2019ll come again and abuse me\u201d&#8230;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>But I believe \u2013 they will not return. Let them go to Russia&#8230;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator\"\/>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-right\"><strong>Alla Fedoryna, Sumy<br>31.05.2022<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-small-font-size\"><em>The material was created under the joint project of Ukraine Crisis Media Center and the Estonian Center for International Development with the financial support of the US Embassy in Kyiv and the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of Estonia.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>On April 8, the head of the Sumy military administration, Dmytro Zhyvytskyi, announced that the territory of the region had been liberated from ruscist invaders. Ten days earlier, the Ukrainian administration returned to the village of Boromlya, which had experienced significant destruction. 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