daniela's father, the war crippled the childhood of yarik and yana, stole the future from the poles, oleksia sashka, kira alisa and millions of our other children, this little girl's name is alisa. she was born in buchi, occupied by the russians. they were shooting outside the window, but at the moment of giving birth, i was concentrated on the birth itself somehow we all tried not to think at all about the fact that we have a war about what is happening outside the window and were concentrated on the seven families we had such a team as our three neighbors, a doctor, a therapist, a designer and a housewife, on the sides we had candles placed because well, there was no electricity . she was born in the house next door and she was not breathing. i have tears lying in my eyes. i don't understand when i cry because of the joy that i gave birth. am i crying because i don't know what will happen to her? well, it's like panic. i'm lying there and i understand that i'm simple i can’t do anything, that means they are knocking on my feet, pulling my legs, screaming there, alice, alice and odin. at one point