Oleksandr Osyka, a student of the 112th group, shares his history with us.

“You! Hello! First of all, I would like to thank the teachers and the administration of the institute for their help. From the first day of my studies, members of the InYaz family gave me every support. Everyone has a low bow.

My name is Alexander, I'm from Popasna. On February 24, I woke up, opened the phone and realized that the war had begun. I realized that nothing would be the same as before.

 I lived my life, if you can call it that. Like everyone, he had his goals, dreams, moved to them every day, but after February 24, 2022, everything changed. The only thing that interested me was the fate of Ukraine. This is very important for me, as well as for every Ukrainian.

My parents were in Popasna. They, like most people, thought it would work out, but it didn't. At first, the connection disappeared, and then my city began to be destroyed. I had a connection with the city, but not with my parents. There was no connection with my district, it is located on the outskirts of the city, on the demarcation line. I've probably been used to it since I was fourteen, that sometimes I'm not in touch for a few weeks. I programmed my brain that everything would be fine. This lasted for 2 weeks, while I could keep my mind under control and keep heavy thoughts out of it.

I had no contact with my parents until March 14. On March 14, I saw them for the first time since the beginning of the war. They arrived, and I didn't even know that my father and mother could leave the stormy Popasna until they appeared on the doorstep of the apartment. The hardest thing for me was to hold back the tears of happiness when I saw them alive. I was very happy to meet them.

 And then they lived with me in Bakhmut until my mother decided to go further. And on April 4 we moved on.

As I write this, I realize that I have no right to complain about anything. Because the most valuable thing a person has left in my family is life. ”