Fort Russ, March 14th.
Originally translated by J.Hawk and posted at the Littlehirosima website
Most people first see my posts by accident, and naturally they have questions.
I have had to answer many of them over and over again, giving the same answers.
So, I decided to answer all of them in one post.
Who are “we”?
– “We” includes me (Dunya, or Yevdokia, if you prefer), plus my friends and humanitarian workers who assist in the collection of aid and money.
Why did you decide to do this, how did it come
to be that you are regularly delivering aid to the Donbass?
– Read other posts [post with specific explanation to be translated – ed.].
Who are you?
– I am an ordinary university lecturer (teaching philosophy), living in Moscow, a mother of an unruly
seven-year-old and an amateur blogger. I have not been involved in philanthropic or humanitarian work before the winter of 2014. I have
been writing in my blog since long before the humanitarian aid began, you
can read about my past travels, raising a daughter, about me, my childhood, and
about my beloved Crimea, my second home.
What exactly do you do and how?
– We simply go to the Donbass and distribute aid among those who need it the most.
We’re not a foundation or an organization. An ordinary private initiative by me and those who want to help out.
How do you collect aid?
– At first, I didn’t want to collect money, but after the first two trips
it became obvious that it was impossible to continue without cash.
We raise money through the internet, and we use it to buy what’s needed – mostly food, adult diapers, baby diapers, baby food, and medicine.
We used to bring everything from Moscow as long as we could get it through the customs, i.e. until Spring 2015.
However, after a certain point it became impossible to take large
quantities of goods across the border [customs require extensive paperwork and/or licenses – ed.], so we shifted to buying things on the spot.
turned out to be simpler in every way. Food is less expensive there, and it’s no longer necessary to transport basic items across half the country. We were
also able to start buying fresh food —veggies, milk, etc., which was difficult to bring from
Russia [and this helps local economy – ed.].
Some are suspicious of sending money, which is wholly understandable. In those cases, we
usually come to an agreement as to what aid items they can order and/or ship to us.
For example, we take care of many individuals, some of whom need insulin and expensive medication — those I can receive and take them with me.
I post all the checks from shops, and photos of aid.
I write detailed reports from every visit—they can be read here.
Here’s where we take the aid:
For the first six months, we delivered to all over LPR.
Including Pervomaysk, Khryashchevatoye, Novosvetlovka, Krasnodon,
Metallist, Fabrichnoye, Georgiyevka, Chernukhino, Rovenki, Krasnyy Luch,
Lotikovo, Slavyanoserbsk, Nikolayevka, etc. The geography keeps
expanding. Therefore, this post can already be out of date by the time
you read it. Starting in the fall of 2015 we began going to DPR — Debaltsevo, Gorlovka, Uglegorsk.
We help the Stakhanov «You Are Not Alone» social fund with medicine. We take medicines to other places that need them.
People turn to us for help, and we always
respond. For example, we frequently visit the Krasnodon Handicapped
Children’s Dormitory. We help various retirement homes with cleaning supplies, items for elderly care, and other aid within our abilities.
We are almost continuously helping various orphanages. We have been to
psycho-neurological dormitories for adults with various mental ailments.
We also look after a number of families with disabled members,
whom we help not only with food, but also with medicine and aid items.
For example, we are helping Vika, a girl with diabetes who was in a
critical situation—she lost her eyesight and nearly died. We help Sergey
Kutsenko, who lost a leg and was practically homeless. The list grows
with every visit. I try to update the information here, but I’m not
keeping up. We deliver all of the donated items to orphanages and aid
organizations. I post the letters of thanks in the reports. Whenever
possible, we deliver to specific individuals, in particular, to kids in
Do you still accept clothes and items?
– We’re mainly delivering food, medicines, baby food, and care supplies for the elderly.
We have limited cargo capacity, but we take things with us. Mainly for
children. We’ve received boxes of mixers, frying pans, children’s
One time we even took a brand new plastic window with us!
People often write me with the most unexpected offers, therefore don’t be shy! )
But, however it may sound, the most convenient and versatile type of aid is… money.
long ago, a whole range of crooks appeared on the internet, shamelessly stealing my reports and place their own account information in
order to profit off of them. We try to identify them. But it’s not always
There is also an account at Paypal ([email protected] – ed.), webmoney, and AlfaBank and SberBank.
Many individuals send money from abroad using the Western Union system.
I have never posted bank account information publicly, [so if you see a bank account attached to my reports, please tell me].
In addition to delivering aid, I write regular reports, sketches, and
impressions of what I saw on the Donbass. You can read about all of
that by [reading the various websites with translation – littlehirosima website, Fort Russ, South Front, Tatzhit liveleak].
There are also many translations of these posts into German, and other languages.
[links to be added – ed.]
Posts about helping specific individuals—here
Reports—here, sketches and impressions—here, histories—here.
We help families with diabetics—here
About retirement homes—here
Separate posts: how we sent greetings to the women of Pervomaysk on
March 8, the International Women’s Day, poems about war by Olya, a girl
from a Pervomaysk bomb shelter.
The story of Lyubov Mikhailovna Chernykh who lost a leg and an arm, for
whom we collected money to buy a special wheel-chair for one-armed
Links to separate reports: Pervomaysk hospital, Pervomaysk school,
reports with embedded videos, about the death of Yevgeniy Ishchenko, the
murdered mayor of Pervomaysk, about his wife and now my friend who
continues his work, Olga Ishchenko, the report about my first trip to
the Donbass, first trip to Pervomaysk in December 2014.
The very first post which pushed me to start collecting aid, and the first post in which I decided to go myself.
About the difficulties of delivering humanitarian aid.
About war and fraud.
If you have doubts, if you are not sure – it’s better not to participate in this.
If you want absolute certainty that you are not being cheated and
such – don’t demand that from me. I understand the doubts. But my position is this: if you trust me, good, if not, work with someone else that you can trust.
I try to report on my humanitarian work as clearly and transparently as I can, and as few others do.
I am also often asked «I sent a jacket—could I see a picture of someone wearing it?»
The answer is no.
We often can take photos, but not always. Many things we deliver in bulk, to the orphanages or welfare offices. We don’t have the
physical ability and time to deliver everything to specific individuals,
as much as we’d want to.
Sometimes one simply wants to stop accepting
donations after questions like that.
I don’t want to prove to the world that I am a good person, etc., etc., etc.
I am not a saint, or purely good person. But not bad either.
Simply read my blog before asking for details.
I can’t say more than what I wrote.
Take the time to leaf through it.
And also—me and my friends are people just like you. I have a daughter, a
family, I lecture, and have lots of other things to worry about.
Those who help me in this effort take time out of their own work
schedules. They wear out their cars to go to a war zone instead of
vacation, sometimes risking their lives.
But overall, I respond to almost all letters with pleasure. That’s how I
made the acquaintance with so many amazing people! I had no idea there
were so many of you! ))
Thank you for caring!