A story of a girl from South Ossetia
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11 of Agugst 2008
I finally heard mom's voice! Thank God they are alive!
Christ! Have the world gone blind? How is it possible not to see atrocities of the Georgians? How can they watch calmly when people were losing relatives, homes, the land they've put so much work into? My grandma is now a refugee without a roof over her head, without her plot of land!
And only 5 days ago she was considered almost a millionaire. She had two-storey house which was rently nicely redecorated and a garden where she was growing vegetables taking care of it with so much affection. She lived with her daughters and grandchildren, kept two cats and a dog.
And because of that lunatic all that disappeared in just one day. That madman who ordered his troops to kill everyone they were going to meet on the way.
First our house was hit with a missile, and then they sprayed it with machinegun fire. My mother, granny, aunt and sister had to find cover behind the fridge in the kitchen, then they went down to the cellar. But very soon it was impossible to breathe there for smoke and slash fire. They moved to a wooden shack in the garden which was the only intacked building. Of the house only a bit of front wall survived and the sign with it's number: 72. That's all remaining now of the house which grandma and granddad built with their own hands. For the first time ever I feel glad that grandad doesn't see all that.
Then there was a night spent in the wooden shack fearing that any minute another missile may hit them, listening to yelps of the dog burning alive. By morning shooting eased a bit. Our guys managed to with stand the attack. There was no help from Russia yet. The town was defended by 18 year old boys.
My aunt saw a man in camouflage uniform approaching their shelter. She thought it was a Georgian soldier coming to kill them. But thank God it turned out to be a neighbour who rescued them and lead to a cellar where another neighbour, an elderly man had been hiding.
They spent 36 hours in that cellar. From time to time they were semding SMS messages to us. And as it turned out it would be better if they switched their mobiles off. The Georgians had a radar which detected mobile phones and they started shooting at locatons where mobile sygnal was coming from.
Then grandma's sister managed to find them and tell that they need to escape from the town. So all five of them moved to the railway station expecting to see civilians being evacuated. But nothing of the kind was happening. And they spent another night in a bunker protected by heroic boys, Ossetian young boys. No help from Russia arrived yet.
There were 3 waves of Georgian attacks that day and the boys managed to keep them out of town or whatever remained of it.
The third night was much easier for my family. At least they had hope to stay alive and they new they were protected. People were telling terrifying stories about 4 girls burnt alive by the Georgians, about their soldiers throwing granades into cellars where people were hiding, killing them all. I can't believe Georgians were ordered to do such things!
In the day time Ossetian boys found some lorrys and accompanied civilians to Dzhava through a road which was constantly shelled by Georgians. Risking their lives my family managed to get out of Tskhival. It was only when they saw the Russian tanks and AMPs that they realised that th Russians didn't betray us, that the boys who were defending the town won't be all killed. Help was coming!
In Dzhava there were a lot of reporters and refugees like my family. Look here at the very end of this TV report they showed a blonde woman with my grandma sitting right behind her.
http://www.1tv.ru/owa/win/ort6_videopage.main?sender=news&p_topic_id=126148&p_video_num=1&counter1_href=287212&counter2_href=id=268366;t=56
Thank God they were lucky and survived. Yes, we lost our house, our shop which took a lot of our efforts, all the money my mother and aunt had been saving (burnt with the house) but the most important is they are all alive.
I can't imagine how my granny is going to live now. She can't live in a flat. She needs a plot of land to work on. I know for sure that work was giving her strength to live untill her age. She won't be able to climb apartment block stairs. She needs a house of her own. She still doesn't know that her house was completely destroyed - my mother and aunt prevented her from seeing it. She still has a hope that the groundfloor survived and she can return to live there.
I blame that crazy man Saakashvili for all that! I do hope that God will punish him the way God punished his predecessor, nazi Gamsakhurdia.
11 of Agugst 2008
I finally heard mom's voice! Thank God they are alive!
Christ! Have the world gone blind? How is it possible not to see atrocities of the Georgians? How can they watch calmly when people were losing relatives, homes, the land they've put so much work into? My grandma is now a refugee without a roof over her head, without her plot of land!
And only 5 days ago she was considered almost a millionaire. She had two-storey house which was rently nicely redecorated and a garden where she was growing vegetables taking care of it with so much affection. She lived with her daughters and grandchildren, kept two cats and a dog.
And because of that lunatic all that disappeared in just one day. That madman who ordered his troops to kill everyone they were going to meet on the way.
First our house was hit with a missile, and then they sprayed it with machinegun fire. My mother, granny, aunt and sister had to find cover behind the fridge in the kitchen, then they went down to the cellar. But very soon it was impossible to breathe there for smoke and slash fire. They moved to a wooden shack in the garden which was the only intacked building. Of the house only a bit of front wall survived and the sign with it's number: 72. That's all remaining now of the house which grandma and granddad built with their own hands. For the first time ever I feel glad that grandad doesn't see all that.
Then there was a night spent in the wooden shack fearing that any minute another missile may hit them, listening to yelps of the dog burning alive. By morning shooting eased a bit. Our guys managed to with stand the attack. There was no help from Russia yet. The town was defended by 18 year old boys.
My aunt saw a man in camouflage uniform approaching their shelter. She thought it was a Georgian soldier coming to kill them. But thank God it turned out to be a neighbour who rescued them and lead to a cellar where another neighbour, an elderly man had been hiding.
They spent 36 hours in that cellar. From time to time they were semding SMS messages to us. And as it turned out it would be better if they switched their mobiles off. The Georgians had a radar which detected mobile phones and they started shooting at locatons where mobile sygnal was coming from.
Then grandma's sister managed to find them and tell that they need to escape from the town. So all five of them moved to the railway station expecting to see civilians being evacuated. But nothing of the kind was happening. And they spent another night in a bunker protected by heroic boys, Ossetian young boys. No help from Russia arrived yet.
There were 3 waves of Georgian attacks that day and the boys managed to keep them out of town or whatever remained of it.
The third night was much easier for my family. At least they had hope to stay alive and they new they were protected. People were telling terrifying stories about 4 girls burnt alive by the Georgians, about their soldiers throwing granades into cellars where people were hiding, killing them all. I can't believe Georgians were ordered to do such things!
In the day time Ossetian boys found some lorrys and accompanied civilians to Dzhava through a road which was constantly shelled by Georgians. Risking their lives my family managed to get out of Tskhival. It was only when they saw the Russian tanks and AMPs that they realised that th Russians didn't betray us, that the boys who were defending the town won't be all killed. Help was coming!
In Dzhava there were a lot of reporters and refugees like my family. Look here at the very end of this TV report they showed a blonde woman with my grandma sitting right behind her.
http://www.1tv.ru/owa/win/ort6_videopage.main?sender=news&p_topic_id=126148&p_video_num=1&counter1_href=287212&counter2_href=id=268366;t=56
Thank God they were lucky and survived. Yes, we lost our house, our shop which took a lot of our efforts, all the money my mother and aunt had been saving (burnt with the house) but the most important is they are all alive.
I can't imagine how my granny is going to live now. She can't live in a flat. She needs a plot of land to work on. I know for sure that work was giving her strength to live untill her age. She won't be able to climb apartment block stairs. She needs a house of her own. She still doesn't know that her house was completely destroyed - my mother and aunt prevented her from seeing it. She still has a hope that the groundfloor survived and she can return to live there.
I blame that crazy man Saakashvili for all that! I do hope that God will punish him the way God punished his predecessor, nazi Gamsakhurdia.