战争开始的时候我十五岁,和它的第一次近距离接触是在列宁格勒围困的第十天:一发炮弹击中了我们住的大楼,炸毁了我们的家,外婆在炮击中遇难。幸运的是,当时我没在家里,去了一趟商店。当我回来时,看见妈妈正拼命挣脱女邻居的阻拦,大声喊着女儿还在家里。旁边的担架上躺着外婆。后来我们被安排住进了这栋楼的另一间房。 When the war started I was fifteen years old and its first close contact was on the tenth day of Leningrad siege: an artillery shell hit our building and blew up our home, In the disaster. Fortunately, I was not at home, went to the store. When I came back, I saw my mother is desperate to break away from the block of her neighbor, shouting her daughter is still at home. Next to the stretcher lying grandmother. Later we were arranged to live in another room in this building.