Janna Yeshanova

I am listening, on the phone and Skype, to friends who live in Crimea.  Some of them are ethnic Russians, some Ukrainians, some western Ukrainians… Everybody has a different vision on current events in Crimea, everybody has a different agenda, but all of them want peace… spring and peace.

Spring comes by itself…Peace is less reliable…

Crimea is one of the most beautiful places on Earth… Crimea, with the stroking blue-green waves of the Black sea… Crimea, with its dormant volcano Kara-Dag. Crimea, where people gather for vacations, enjoy the fresh air, the pebble beach, the smell of the sea weeds in the coastal breeze… Crimea, where people meet and become friends for life, where they play guitars on the shore under the starry sky, where they listen to the music, fall in love, and carry back home memories that last for life.

The thought to leave my country came while I was…

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