As for breaking through the border, if I hadn't taken particular note. In general, we believed that they (Russian troops) would not enter Shestovytsia, because not only I, but also the people in the village with whom I spoke, thought they should do nothing here, but it turned out, on the contrary, that they came here. Here.

 ― From the 24th to the 28th, what did you do?

― And as usual, there is always work in the village On the 28th Nina called, she says, "Come, take us away". I went, took everyone's wife, son Oleksiy, wife of the eldest son Iryna and granddaughter Zhenya, brought everyone to the village and we began to wait for what would happen next.

 ― How did you know that the Russians entered the village?

―A tank appeared on the horizon.  They were the first to enter from the side of Mykhailo-Kotsyubynskyi airport and drove down our street to the center of the village.  They immediately moved to other streets.

Not long before the arrival of the Russian troops, our soldiers asked to organize shovels and chainsaws. I gave my shovels, the neighbor Slava gave his chainsaw, said that there is a tree to collapse and dig a ditch, it was only we who later realized that the ditch and that tree would not delay them for long anyway.

 In the morning, Nina was cooking something for breakfast. I opened the gate lock, sometimes I had to go outside and talk, because here it was such a situation that if they (the occupiers) see that no one is walking near the house, no one can see that someone is moving near the house, then they try to enter the house to settle in it. If they see that someone is walking here, someone is moving, someone is there, then they don't make such attempts.

It was somehow like that. That's why we were sometimes forced to go out and talk. One came, asked for a frying pan. I gave him that frying pan, but it didn't come back. And, well, sometimes they came too, they suddenly did not climb into the cellar, and if they ask, then we will give you a jar of cucumbers. "Guys, the bank must be returned", ‒ tells them. The bank must have been returned. Somehow it was like that.

 A little in the refrigerator there was a supply of meat and everything else. And, strictly speaking, potatoes, carrots, beets, canning, all this was enough. Therefore, I didn't even want to think about products at that time.

We had water, the central water supply. Therefore, while there was electricity, the water pumped, of course. And when the transformers were already broken, then the water disappeared.

 After our house was destroyed, we moved to Tamara Ivanivna on Sadova Street. He wrote "Sadova-1, we survive" on the remains of his garage. I think it was March 7.

Several families lived in Tamara Ivanovna. We took water from the well. They took buckets, a can, a canister and went to get water. From Slava's neighbor, we brought a bourgeoisie made of a disk (truck wheel). A large 40 liters of pan was placed on this pot, it was filled with water and from six o'clock in the morning it was heated, kept in a hot state throughout the day. 

 Our phones were taken away, they burned together with the column on our street.

I managed to find my phone in Shestovytsia. And I took some pictures. This is where I took pictures from the crossing. Local residents have already collected some casings here, because they are brass.

 When people living in Sadova rarely went down to the basement, we were not fired upon. After the shelling of the column on our street, the Russians retreated towards the forest. They went to that area, and then moved into the forest altogether. Therefore, there was no shelling in this direction. The only thing is that sometimes we went down to the cellar, in a tractor condition, there, a little higher, the BC also exploded when bombs were dropped from planes and the crossing was shelled.

This is when BC exploded in them, it was crushing so very seriously and even we sank into the cellar. Something happened, we hear that it shone over the cellar, it fell somewhere nearby. It's that we all came down.

 But somehow time slipped by very quickly, I can't even remember that we did something very important there. That's for tea on Vishneva Street, we'll drink viburnum.

It warmed there, the birch sap began to go. Somewhere they went, they scrolled the juice. Then someone wanted to go put the nets on the fish. My friend and I went. You have to go through the track. "No, ‒ says, ‒ I won't go". They left themselves.

 When did the light go out? Light, light. It disappeared a little earlier than we were fired upon. So somewhere around March 5. 

 We had a hanging flashlight, it was still burnt. When the batteries ran out, we used batteries from garden lights. Once a few years before the war, the wife bought garden lanterns in which the battery was charged by solar batteries. I inserted those batteries that were discharged into garden lanterns and placed them on windowsills. 

 That's somehow so. We already lived like this for a few days, and then, I remember well that Nina went to cook, breakfast and stopped going gas.

Over time, I realized that the shelling of the street was being prepared, the gas supply was blocked.

 We washed in a basin, closed in the far room, we had hot water every day. Women washed clothes.

Until our phones were taken away, we sometimes contacted friends and acquaintances. After they took away our phones and they burned in the car when the convoy exploded, strictly speaking, we had no contact with anyone. Phone numbers remained in the phones. Neighbor Tanya, when they took the phones, hid their phone, said no. We charged it from a car battery. Sometimes, yes, a little communication broke through from Chernihiv. Neighbors tried to call their parents and relatives.

Then the wood should be cut down a little, because, you know, it should have been heated too. Only firewood could be heated. That's why there was always some kind of activity. Not that there is morning until evening. Well, yes, unobtrusively, you always do something then. We have thirteen people living in the house, we are lurking in the house so that it cannot be cold.

 After volleys of hail, in the direction of Ivanivka or Kolychivka, grass caught fire on the meadow, smoke and fire approached the forest near the village, we and other residents of the village ran to stew.

  It was a little scary to do, because the katsaps told us: "You look carefully, because we always have snipers".

 Nights? At night and in the evening, we (I, Nina, and Alyona) went outside and listened. Sometimes we heard that somewhere in the direction of Chernihiv, some movements, movements, some equipment begin, this meant that there could be a shootout. Sometimes it was heard how a drone was flying towards Chernihiv, then shots were fired by the military trying to shoot down this drone. Sometimes shots rang out in the direction of the forest ‒ it was the katsaps who tried to shoot down the drone. Sometimes Tamara Ivanovna asks if we have heard a sich? If you heard, I wonder which side. If on the side of the forest, then he says it well, and if on the opposite side, then it is not good. Well, in the evening we will go out and listen.

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