I want to relate some personal anecdotes.
Slovakia borders Ukraine. Bratislava is the capital city. There are Ukrainians here. Recently, I spoke to two Ukrainian friends of mine (who have lived here for years) and asked them if they thought it was possible and worthwhile to host some sort of Ukraine Night. Just a nice event where Ukrainians in Bratislava, who almost certainly don't know anybody else, can come together, have some food & drink and just have a pleasant evening in a strange new country, strange new city and amongst a language that isn't quite as mutually intelligible - without overexplaining it, Slovak and Ukrainian is kind of like a native English speaker trying to understand Dutch if it was spoken slowly.
Anyway, my two friends think it's a great idea and through their obvious communications with Ukrainians coming into/going out of the city, they put out a general invitation. I sponsor it; whoever turns up and is from Ukraine, drinks for free. I pay the tab. I didn't know what to expect but we got around 12-14 people at the event. Everyone had a great time and I was able to communicate in Slovak with them. My friends translated anything else. It was just... make them feel welcome. Not alone. There are people who care.
The people who came were so grateful and appreciative and my two friends were overcome by it all. We had another one this Friday just gone and this time we had over 35 people there. I was blown away by the word-of-mouth interest and once again, they all drink for free and my friends provided some Ukrainian food and music. My two friends didn't even known each other until I put them in contact with each other. All we did on the night was have a fun but civil chat with some meat and bread. Not even that much to drink. But they said it was one of the most enjoyable nights of their lives, being able to share it with their fellow Ukrainians at a time of great need for care and attention.
But it was sad. Really sad. Both events so far have been attended only by women and children. It is obvious why; men are not allowed to leave Ukraine. I knew that and pretty much expected it but seeing it really upset me. Obviously I never push the issue but whenever someone does want to talk about the situation with me, it is wives, daughters and sisters telling me that they've left their husbands, sons and brothers behind. Young women with children. Old women with their grandchildren. One of my friends is from Kherson and she tells me how she's crying a lot at home because her parents are stuck in a heavily occupied city. Someone I spoke to on Friday told me that she is from Mariupol. They left because of the war a couple of years ago and moved to Kyiv, thinking that they'd at least be fine there. But now her husband has outright told her and his young daughters, "You need to move and you need to move away from this country". This father is, in effect, safeguarding his family on the basis that he might never see them again. Verbatim, this woman said that she never expected to have to move twice in her life because of war.
In the school I teach at, there are children who have joined us. Children have less intuitive understanding of Slovak than an adult does so they are literally isolated by language. One girl I teach six times a week is an absolute sweetheart but every time I look at her it upsets me deeply again. I don't think she quite realises or has been told that this isn't a temporary thing. Her English is behind the rest of the class but her understanding is excellent. Pre-teens aren't as fearlessly confident as a young child. Getting her to say something in class and seeing the delight on her face when I tell her what she said is good, correct, is a heart-melting feeling.
I've remained in touch with some of the people from my events. A couple of casual Facebook additions. I might not ever see or hear from them again but I've given them at least a little something during what must be a horrednous time for them. If anyone else is thinking of doing the same, or similar, or helping out in your own way, do it. It will make a difference to someone. You can't change the world but you can change your corner of it.