25 years ago I was 25 days old and my mom was walking in our yard with me in baby buggy, 187 km from the nuclear power plant in Chernobyl that had exploded...
It was a sunny day, but after that black cloud had come and unusual rain had begun... Radioactive rain. But nobody told us, what is going on, government even forced people to go to the international labor day annual parade under the hot dangerous sun!
And everybody had been informed in the beginning of the May only, and after that people had been literally living on the railway and bus stations with a hope to buy a ticket ANYWHERE and just leave. My grandfather was a World War II veteran, so he had a right to buy 2 tickets, and he did, and my mom carried me away in my aunt village near the Minsk, where I had spent most dangerous time, but then I had been living in my home city, in Gomel, for 18 years of my life.
A lot of people in my region got cancer and different other horrible diseases and thousands were killed by radiation because of that catastrophic disaster... My grandfather died in 1989, three years after Chernobyl, my grandmother - in 1990...
One another reason why I hate damn communists and USSR: freedom of speech, transparency, safety of people should be on the first place! All this experiments with energy and drinking vodka on Friday night before "long weekend" at the working place - no comments, just no comments... :( But who will tell us the truth now?... R.I.P. to all the victims. We remember.
... And my family and friends are still live 187 km from Chernobyl. And I have nothing to do with it... This is part of me.
It was a sunny day, but after that black cloud had come and unusual rain had begun... Radioactive rain. But nobody told us, what is going on, government even forced people to go to the international labor day annual parade under the hot dangerous sun!
And everybody had been informed in the beginning of the May only, and after that people had been literally living on the railway and bus stations with a hope to buy a ticket ANYWHERE and just leave. My grandfather was a World War II veteran, so he had a right to buy 2 tickets, and he did, and my mom carried me away in my aunt village near the Minsk, where I had spent most dangerous time, but then I had been living in my home city, in Gomel, for 18 years of my life.
A lot of people in my region got cancer and different other horrible diseases and thousands were killed by radiation because of that catastrophic disaster... My grandfather died in 1989, three years after Chernobyl, my grandmother - in 1990...
One another reason why I hate damn communists and USSR: freedom of speech, transparency, safety of people should be on the first place! All this experiments with energy and drinking vodka on Friday night before "long weekend" at the working place - no comments, just no comments... :( But who will tell us the truth now?... R.I.P. to all the victims. We remember.
... And my family and friends are still live 187 km from Chernobyl. And I have nothing to do with it... This is part of me.
