Marion Gauthier
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2:43 p.m., March 10, 2022
The war continues in Ukraine, where the noose is tightening more and more around Kiev, the capital. More than two million people have fled the country since the beginning of the invasion by the Russian army. They mainly flock to Poland, Romania and Moldova, where our special correspondent for Europe 1 is located.
More than two million people have fled Ukraine since the beginning of the invasion by the Russian army, the UN High Commissioner for Refugees (UNHCR) announced on Tuesday March 8. They mainly flock to Poland, Romania and Moldova, where our special correspondent went. There, many of those who arrive have just been dropped off by relatives… and to say their goodbyes, between Ukraine and Moldova. Report.
“I have so much anger and rage”
She staggers alone between her two suitcases in front of the barrier at the border post. A few minutes ago, Yulia’s parents were with her in the car that brought her here from Odessa. “It’s impossible for them to leave. We said to each other that we would see each other again soon, that life would resume and that everything would be fine. I have so much anger, sadness, but also rage and a feeling of terrible helplessness”, she confides, in tears, on Europe 1. “I do not know what to do with all this”.
“My husband forced me to leave”
In front of the young woman, mothers in tears and children with vague eyes, Artur composes a concentrated mine. He assures that he is holding on. He is 12 years old. His father is mobilized. His grandparents also refuse to leave their land. He and his mother are waiting for a bus. “My husband forced me to leave. Our village was shelled. It was impossible to stay. It’s very scary. I’m only leaving for my child”, she explains at the microphone of Europe 1. “I don’t I could no longer be in contact with my husband. At home, at least, I could reach him. Now I don’t know how to continue”. “I wanted to stay in Ukraine, but I’m a little relieved here. You can’t hear the explosions anymore,” says his son. “We’ll be back home soon,” repeats Aline, as small voices from farther away sing the Ukrainian anthem in the snow.