and grandmother managed to evacuate from the front line in kyiv, after two weeks when i had no connection with them and i even didn t know if they are still alive. i thought that nothing material has no matterfor me, it doesn t mean anything. but when i came back in a few months to my hometown, kyiv, and i saw these destroyed buildings, bridges, hospital, my school, my kindergarten, local bakery, i realised that this is not just destroyed buildings. this is my childhood memories. this is a part of my life. part of your identity. yes, part of my identity. and this symbol. what they have done and our lives were ruined by this war. thank you.