18.02.2009 15:18 | We remember everybody, who sacrificed a life for the sake of the Homeland: Leonid Nikolaevich Doguzov

Leonid Nikolaevich Doguzov was one of the first, who bore the brunt of theenemy's attackin the days of Georgian aggression against South Ossetia.

Tengiz Doguzov, Leonid`s brother, tells:

- Leonid was born in 1962 inSouth Ossetia (Tskhinvalsky District, Satikar village). He finished 8 classes of a rural school, ented the technical college in Beslan. He has served in army. Then he worked in the Ministry of Internal Affairs of Tskhinvalsky District. Married. From the beginning of 90th (it was time of unrest for South Ossetia) he served in the Ministry of Defence of the republic, the last years carrying out his service on the posts.

He was a sportsman, the candidate for the master sportsman of judo and boxing, he was a reliable comrade. On August, 8, the day of the beginning of the Georgian aggression he had to hand over the post and leave to Vladikavkaz, to see his nephew of 6. He also was going to visit his brother and the sister living in Mozdok, whom he did not see for a long time. But all these plans were shattered by the Georgian tanks, which invaded Satikar village, being escorted by two hundreds of armed fighters.

Saving the lives of his friends, Leonid gave him a chance to take cover, and continued to shoot till the last cartridge. He died in unequal fight. Riddled, he won a time, so that elderly, women and children of his native village Satikar had time to take cover in the next wood.

08.01.2009 22:33 | He didn’t manage to hide in a shelter

68-year-old Jury Tigiev lived in Pris village. On that diabolical night – from the 7^th to the 8^th of August, when Georgia made a barbarous attack to South Ossetia, shooting at sleeping Tshinval and other inhabited areas from heavy weapons, “Grad” rocket systems and other, Jury together with his spouse Juliet Gagieva took cover in a basement. Village Pris, which is located near the border on Georgia, also underwent by the massive shelling.  

At a dawn husband and wife decided to move to the city, to the house of Jury’s sister -Alexandra. It seemed to Jury more dangerous to remain in village Pris under Georgian’s very nose than in the city, because any minute the Georgian murderers could enter and take reprisals against them. The private house of sister Alexandra in Tshinval, situated on Pobedy Street, seemed to be less dangerous place.

As Alexandra Tigieva says, Jury together with his spouse and several residents of the village came to the city in the morning, despite of a constant bombardment from Georgia. They went past Zguderskoje cemetery across a wood. “I was alone in the house, took cover from bombardments in the cellar. It was about 10 o'clock in the morning when the brother with his wife came to me, - Alexandra says. - I was so glad that they managed to reach my house safe and sound. I invited them to my shelter, but at the moment they were going down, the deafening explosion was heard.  Everything around were shaking: the shell hit my house and destroyed a part of a building. The spouse of my brother managed to go down to a basement, and my brother, unfortunately, didn’t manage, he had no enough time – just few seconds. The shell’s shrapnel hit his neck, face and legs. The blood flooded from the wounds on a neck, I ran out to him, but already could do nothing: Jury died instantaneous death from received wounds.

09.11.2008 21:11 | Hope did not leave us

Our people endured so much grief and suffering during 18 years, but the August events became the most tragic for us. I’ll never forget those several long and terrible days, which I spent together with my neighbors in a dump, dark basement. Shaking with each explosion and being frightened for a life of the children, parents pressed them to themselves more closely. There were no tears; there were no also children's whims as if they realized the all seriousness of the situation. We were hungry and without water, our forces became more and more depleted, but hope did not leave all of us, we believed in the help of Russian peacemakers.

Several days before those tragic events, the neighbor wanted to send her young pregnant daughter-in-law Tina Kabisova to Northern Ossetia. But so far as she did not have a passport, she could not leave. And, unfortunately, she had to be together with us in a cellar too.

- If the labour pains begin suddenly, I ask you, please, stay near with my daughter-in-law. So I’ll feel calmer, - Tina`s mother-in-law told me. It was difficult to me to imagine myself in a role of a mid-wife. I was so confused at that moment that forgot for a while about shelling and about my daughters, who were with me in a cellar. They began to worry about Tina too. I was disturbed by only one thing: how could we cope with such a difficult problem for us.

- Don’t be afraid, shooting will calm down and you’ll have time to leave to Northern Ossetia, and she still keeps her head, - I was calming my neighbor down. And I prayed: "My God, let this nightmare finish soon".

06.11.2008 14:40 | They hurried to help hostages

The Tadtaev`s family – husband and wife Raisa and Meliton, which live on October Street, 139, suffered a hard loss. One of their two sons - the junior 22-year-old Victor, the employee of the Ministry of Defense of South Ossetia, died as a hero, trying to help hostages.

On August, 9 when the Georgian bands entered Tskhinval again, the fierce fights began in the district of school №12. The tens of Georgian bloodsuckers have located in one part of the two-storied inhabited building, which tenants were hiding in the shared basement. Some more Georgian snipers were situated comfortably at school №12. “When they found out that we were hidden in a cellar, about 15 armed to the teeth Georgians came to us and demanded from us to leave a cellar with the hands in the air. Several other Georgians had been in our houses, - Helen Kachmazova, one of the residents of the house, occupied by Georgians, says. – There were about 8 people in the cellar; four of them were men in pension and a prepension age. I came out to them together with the other woman. We began to plead with them in Georgian language not to kill us. They said that soon the car would come to fetch us to Georgia. At that time one our neighbor Vilen Chibirov was coming home, when he saw Georgians in his house it was too late, they shot him at point-blank range before our eyes. Then our civil guardsmen hurried to help us and began to fight with them.

The Georgians, who have called us from a cellar, took cover in the house too and therefrom were shooting, and we rushed to a cellar again. We were not afraid for ourselves any more, we were afraid for our children; there was my son also among them. All the time we prayed for them.

11.10.2008 12:53 | OSSETIAN TRUTH IS HARD TO SWALLOW

Ossetian truth about three genocides, organized by Georgians towards South Ossetians is hard to swallow for Bush’s administration and the others. Nevertheless, it’s impossible to rewrite the history.

Kahetian Ossetians are the special pages of this history.

Mzia Hubulova, born in 1972, tells:

- I have left Kahetia in 1989. Our village in Kahetia was purely Ossetian. There were not less than 16 purely Ossetian villages in Ahmedsky district of Georgia. It is already closer to gorge Pankisskoje.

That year I graduated from a secondary school and my parents sent me to study in Vladikavkaz, to Northern Ossetia. That time Gamsahurdia`s fascist slogans: “Georgia for Georgians”, “Ossetians are garbage, get out away from here” and so on openly sounded everywhere. In Tbilisi people supported Gamsahurdia, but people in remote places didn’t. And then in this fascist surge they invaded in Tskhinval.

I want to emphasize, that Kahetian Georgians were then against those who came from Tbilisi. They did not want war, they wanted the peace. The war is not necessary to ordinary people. For a shot time Kahetian Georgians from the next villages managed to resist the emissaries from Tbilisi. That’s why my parents still hoped that everything would be turned out somehow. They did not want to go away from Kahetia, to leave their house-keeping, the manor house, the vineyard... The grandfather together with the grandmother especially wanted to hear nothing about any departure. But the situation became worse and worse. As a result, gradually, within several years, everyone had to move here, to Northern Ossetia.