I had many surprises in this war.

There are a large number of children in the war zone right now. The years, which should be the happiest in a person's life, pass under constant bombing and shelling.

We were driving through Bakhmut, and saw a boy riding a homemade swing right in the yard of a broken house. They stopped, talked, bought sweets, which he took for himself and gave to the local children, in order to at least somehow reduce all this horror that they have to go through.

We simply have a duty to help drive out all this scum that has brought so much grief and destruction to Ukraine.