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Feb 24. - our whole family had Covid for the first time. I woke up to shellings around 6:30am. I looked out the window and saw rows of cars miles/hours long leaving the city and wondering what was going on? It was a cloudy day so I couldn’t tell how far or close the shells were. To me they were bombs. Every time I heard a “boom” I imagined the worst and wanted to get out! On the morning of the 25th the sounds got louder! We packed three bags for the four of us knowing we may never see anything in Kyiv again, and walked fast to the school bunker/basement. School has many functions - educate, mold character, provide hope and support for the future, BUT in that moment it provided us with shelter, safety, and promise. Promise that we would survive in a time when we were not sure that was going to be possible. On the 27th we walked across the border, and felt a sense of freedom but looked back with a sense of helplessness for those we left behind. We knew they could be strong, some chose to stay, and wished them the best! Slava Ukraini!

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February 24 at four in the morning, we will NEVER forget this day. We remember every step, we remember the panic and despair. We remember who called first and whom we tried to call, but in the first minutes there was no connection, we even remember what we were wearing and when you put on even those clothes - it REMEMBERS ...I bow to every defender, I am proud!We remember everyone who died for us‼️We sympathize with everyone who lost their relatives, friends, acquaintances‼️

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February 24 at four in the morning, we will NEVER forget this day. We remember every step, we remember the panic and despair. We remember who called first and whom we tried to call, but in the first minutes there was no connection, we even remember what we were wearing and when you put on even those clothes - it REMEMBERS ...I bow to every defender, I am proud!We remember everyone who died for us‼️We sympathize with everyone who lost their relatives, friends, acquaintances‼️

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Glory to Ukraine! I hope that Victory is coming soon! Max Filatov 

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Glory to Ukraine! I hope that Victory is coming soon! Max Filatov 

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Standing with Ukraine (from Albania)

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I am still in awe of Ukrainian soldiers and of how many friends Ukraine has!  

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I am still in awe of Ukrainian soldiers and of how many friends Ukraine has!  

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Forever grateful for the support school provided! I will never forget how much the school cared for Ukraine and Ukrainians!

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Forever grateful for the support school provided! I will never forget how much the school cared for Ukraine and Ukrainians!

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АзовцямВи на

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Азовцям

Ви нашим козакам прийшли на зміну,
Сміливці, віддані своїй землі,
Ви — дар богів для України,
Захисники жінок і матерів...

Ви захищали Маріуполь з Азовсталлю,
Ділили прихисток з жінками і дітьми,
Допоки сил і зброї  доставало,
Всі разом виживали, як могли...

Підкріплень не було — всі сили
Були на півночі і захищали Київ.
Знайшовся зрадник. Шлях крізь міни
Із Криму на Херсон проклав
І південь України здав.
На тім шляху завод був Азовсталь
Й Марії місто — Маріуполь.
Хтось на даху театра написав
Священне  слово-захисник: тут ДІТИ.
Це слово мало зупинити
Цивілізованих пілотів всіх країн,
Та тільки не рф. Пілот був не один:
На той театр десятки бомб летіли,
Знайти б в уламках хоч одне вціліле тіло!
Розчавлені, розірвані, розбиті
Жінки і діти, вірою сповиті,
Що місто встоїть, що не віддадуть
Загарбникам їх Маріуполь. Не забуть
Зелених вулиць і будинків світлих,
Де так щасливо жили їхні сім’ї...

Азовці й далі захищатись
Були готові й  до кінця
У прихистку таємному зостатись.
Але ні за що скласти зброю й здатись...

О, пане президенте! Вірю я,
Що ви життя героям зберегти хотіли.
“Віддайте зброю! Здайтеся в полон!
Червоний Хрест подба і  все мине, як сон.
Вас підлікують, підгодують
Й до обміну з своїми підготують...
На вражих генералів обміняємо
Ми воїнів-героїв, обіцяємо!

Не можна карликам кремлівським довіряти,
Обдурять кадебісти батька й матір,
На обіцянки,  президентів їм начхати!
А Хрест Червоний  - то запроданці прокляті!
Оленівко! Стань  пам’ятником зради!
Коли на землю на твою вернеться наша влада
Ми пам’ятник Азову там зведемо.
А зрадників навіки проклянемо!

Азовці!  Хто посміє вас судити?
Ви самий чесний, справедливий суд на світі!

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Я вірю, перемога буде скоро! І Україна знову буде вільною, сильно і  процвітаючою. Вірю в ЗСУ і підтримую їх. Слава нашим героям! Слава Україні!

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Я вірю, перемога буде скоро! І Україна знову буде вільною, сильно і  процвітаючою. Вірю в ЗСУ і підтримую їх. Слава нашим героям! Слава Україні!

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It's an accident of fate that Leanne, Ollie and I found ourselves as part of the KIS community, but it's the great honor of our lives to stand with and beside the incomprehensibly brave and resilient Ukrainian members of that same community. While it's been incredibly hard to fathom the level of cruelty Russia has deployed in service of their evil ambition, it's been mind-boggling, humbling, inspiring, and deeply moving to see the indefatigable courage of every single Ukrainian -- from the youngest to the oldest, from those who felt the need to leave to those who remained, from those who simply carry on living in spite of daily terroristic attacks to those who stand on the front line and protect their homes, families, and culture.

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It's an accident of fate that Leanne, Ollie and I found ourselves as part of the KIS community, but it's the great honor of our lives to stand with and beside the incomprehensibly brave and resilient Ukrainian members of that same community. While it's been incredibly hard to fathom the level of cruelty Russia has deployed in service of their evil ambition, it's been mind-boggling, humbling, inspiring, and deeply moving to see the indefatigable courage of every single Ukrainian -- from the youngest to the oldest, from those who felt the need to leave to those who remained, from those who simply carry on living in spite of daily terroristic attacks to those who stand on the front line and protect their homes, families, and culture.

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Every single day, I wake up and check the news on Twitter, YouTube, CNN, and The Extremely Disappointing New York Times. Each time I do, I'm hoping to see that the cracks in Putin's coalition of butchers and thieves have widened into breaks that will signal a collapse, or that Ukrainian troops have broken through and are beginning the rout that will push the ruzzians out of Ukraine (ALL of Ukraine) once and for all. I know that the second of those things will happen. I deeply hope that the first will as well, but, honestly, it's not nearly as important. When the war has ended, and Ukraine has cleared its land of invaders / occupiers / thieves / rapists, and murderers, I know there will be rapturous joy and boundless expressions of gratitude to those supported, those who fought, and those who gave all. Then, there will be the terrible counting of all the things that have been taken, lost, vandalized, broken, stolen, or destroyed. Some of those things will be material. Others will be economic and / or social. Many will be human; families, family members, individuals who will never again be entirely free of the horror that was visited upon them, but against which they stood, fought, persevered and prevailed. After the counting, of course, there will be grieving. It will be bottomless, and suffused with righteous rage. I believe and hope with all my heart that Ukrainians will, as they have always done, will show the world what true humanity and virtue looks like, and forgo the entirely understandable desire to perpetuate the violence. Rather, I believe Ukraine will turn away from their broken, bankrupted enemy and leave it to find its own way out of the darkness it has fostered and inflicted on an entire country. I believe Ukraine will turn to a brighter newer vision of its own future, one free of the choking tentacles of ruzzian interference and influence, to build a better world for those who remain. Many will struggle with physical and emotional wounds that will never truly heal. Many who left will return, and some will struggle to find a place among those who did not. But I believe they will find their way home. Financial support will continue to flow into Ukraine, some in the form of reparations given by or taken from the perpetrators. New roads and buildings will be created. New institutions will be formed. Communities will release the clenched energy of constantly wondering about the next danger, and begin to breathe deep and free as they plant, build, grow, and expand again. There will be lasting peace. There will be unfettered, unrestricted, unconditional freedom. There will be life, and laughter, and music, and food, and dancing again. It will be everywhere.

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Every single day, I wake up and check the news on Twitter, YouTube, CNN, and The Extremely Disappointing New York Times. Each time I do, I'm hoping to see that the cracks in Putin's coalition of butchers and thieves have widened into breaks that will signal a collapse, or that Ukrainian troops have broken through and are beginning the rout that will push the ruzzians out of Ukraine (ALL of Ukraine) once and for all. I know that the second of those things will happen. I deeply hope that the first will as well, but, honestly, it's not nearly as important. When the war has ended, and Ukraine has cleared its land of invaders / occupiers / thieves / rapists, and murderers, I know there will be rapturous joy and boundless expressions of gratitude to those supported, those who fought, and those who gave all. Then, there will be the terrible counting of all the things that have been taken, lost, vandalized, broken, stolen, or destroyed. Some of those things will be material. Others will be economic and / or social. Many will be human; families, family members, individuals who will never again be entirely free of the horror that was visited upon them, but against which they stood, fought, persevered and prevailed. After the counting, of course, there will be grieving. It will be bottomless, and suffused with righteous rage. I believe and hope with all my heart that Ukrainians will, as they have always done, will show the world what true humanity and virtue looks like, and forgo the entirely understandable desire to perpetuate the violence. Rather, I believe Ukraine will turn away from their broken, bankrupted enemy and leave it to find its own way out of the darkness it has fostered and inflicted on an entire country. I believe Ukraine will turn to a brighter newer vision of its own future, one free of the choking tentacles of ruzzian interference and influence, to build a better world for those who remain. Many will struggle with physical and emotional wounds that will never truly heal. Many who left will return, and some will struggle to find a place among those who did not. But I believe they will find their way home. Financial support will continue to flow into Ukraine, some in the form of reparations given by or taken from the perpetrators. New roads and buildings will be created. New institutions will be formed. Communities will release the clenched energy of constantly wondering about the next danger, and begin to breathe deep and free as they plant, build, grow, and expand again. There will be lasting peace. There will be unfettered, unrestricted, unconditional freedom. There will be life, and laughter, and music, and food, and dancing again. It will be everywhere.

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Ukrainians, stay strong, united and have hope!

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Ми ніколи не забудем

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Ми ніколи не забудемо!
Низький уклін нашим захисникам та захисницям, волонтерам та комунальникам!
Слава Україні!
Героям Слава!

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Will always stand with Ukraine, no matter where in the world we may be.

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Will always stand with Ukraine, no matter where in the world we may be.

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Even though I had to leave Ukraine and KIS before the war, my thoughts are always with Ukraine and I stand with Ukraine and KIS forever.

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«І на оновленій земл

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«І на оновленій землі
Врага не буде, супостата,
А буде син, і буде мати,
І будуть люде на землі».
Україно, люблю тебе ще більше!