This how residents of the besieged town of Oleshky stayed alive

Yes, it's already the third class, but so far there hasn't been any. Because half of Darynenko's life is war. So the child sat at home or not? She was running across the yard. I didn't leave her alone; it's just our arrangement that she's by herself. It's closing, so I'm running back and forth checking that no one steals it. If not, we'll hug someone else. I've never gone, because such cases have occurred. Children were not being stolen; they were simply falling down. That is, they survived on squash and little salads. Well, that's what life was like. Thank you. For me. Right now, the heaviest shelling. At night and by day, drones and artillery, Mortars. I didn't even die. Seven days ago, I was walking down the street, two mines, hit by... Concrete electric pole. If I had passed five seconds earlier, I would have been struck by that pillar. Thank you! Well, first of all, it's embarrassing to say that we've lived to see such a thing. We're already bullies. It's embarrassing to say. Well, I've had to do everything. That's all there was—what the chickens were fed and ate, well, what can you do? She left the wheat, cooked the wheat, ate it. He also boiled the gruel that the chickens had taken, and also carried it. We don't see those Russians. The war is going on; they don't walk the streets. They are there, the forest is there still, the little houses are somewhere. We can't even see them. This is a natural front, a gray zone, a natural front. They're shooting from there, they're shooting from there.