From Lxxx (Day 131): Dear brothers and sisters, It was raining at night and the morning is cloudy, but the park is beautiful and the birds are singing. The flowers look brighter on a cloudy day. It’s very beautiful here and it’s nice to be here but I miss my home and hope to go back soon.
My husband informs me very well of all news. Unfortunately the news now are mostly sad. People cannot recover from last week’s attacks and still have the pictures of the terrible night in front of their eyes.
Yesterday Sxxxx visited a meeting that our mayor had with the heads of local organization. The mayor stressed the importance of going into shelters during air alarms. The basements of all apartment buildings are equipped to serve as shelters now and people should stay there during the time of danger. With tears he spoke about the night of July 1, when the rockets hit the settlement of Segeyevka and the mayor came there half an hour after that. Near the building that was hit there were many dead and injured from two neighboring houses: these people were “blown out” by the blast wave from the apartments of the upper floors along with the furniture and they fell to the ground from a big height, receiving severe and even fatal injuries. It was a terrible picture to see bodies scattered around, lying in unnatural poses, with fragments of window glass sticking out in their bodies, surrounded by pieces of furniture, bedding and toys. The first rescuers who came there tried to give first aid and take people to the shelters because they were afraid of more attacks.
I watched the interview with the director of a local school who told about the hardest moment in her life. She went to the bomb shelter and saw a girl, one of her students there, who ran out of the house first, her parents were behind. The girl was very scared, she didn’t know where her parents were and the director wanted to calm her down and suggested her to pray together. During the prayer she had a telephone call and when she answered she was told that the girl’s parents are dead…
I pray for the people of my city who are going through the pain that many other cities have already experienced.
But there are also some good news from Txxx, our counselor. She started a new group for the teenagers- refugees. Our girls-volunteers made good relations with them and they enjoy being in a group. They like the activities they do there and respond very well.
Please, pray for the doors to be opened for us to go where we are most needed.
There are some photos of a teenagers support group and a photo of a doll near the ruined building in Sergeyevka