Older people’s stories
Older people are speaking out and we are listening. Our collection of life stories captures the strength and resilience behind a lifetime of experience.
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Independence through their eyes: what Ukraine’s freedom means to the older generation
On the occasion of Ukraine's Independence Day, we speak with older Ukrainians about what freedom and independence mean to them.
Life finds a way: resolve and resilience of older people in Ukraine
Explore the enduring strength of Ukraine's older generation amidst two years of war.
“Life is only just beginning!”
69-year-old Orest doesn’t believe that age is a barrier to a full life.
“The only way to survive was by helping each other.”
74-year-old Andrii shares his story of living in a Ukrainian frontline village
Battles beyond bombs: Health plight of older Ukrainians
Older Ukrainians speak about their health concerns in times of war.
Tatiana’s journey as a Ukrainian refugee in Moldova
Tatiana meets daily with other Ukrainian refugees in Moldova to practice Nordic walking together.
Older Ukrainians reaching out to their peers: A story of how kindness spreads
Mykola (64) and his wife Nataliia (65) fled the war in Ukraine and are now helping spread kindness within their displaced community.
War in Ukraine: The vital role of older people in supporting their communities
70-year-old Lyudmila is a social care worker in eastern Ukraine. In addition to talking about her own experience, she echoes the thoughts of the people she has worked with.
Stories of resilience in Dnipro – Ukraine
People have flocked to the city of Dnipro from all over eastern Ukraine, fleeing the war with Russia. Here are their stories.
Viktoria, 80, Ukraine
I was born on July 12, 1941, as bombs were falling. My father named me ‘Viktoria’ for victory, anticipating a win over the Nazi invaders.
Anna 73, Ukraine
I am from Lyadova in Vinnytsia Oblast, near the Moldovan border, but I moved to a suburb of Kyiv with my daughter, Olga (46), and granddaughter Anastasiia (15), four years ago.
Lyudmila, 87, Ukraine
I was born in 1935 in Poltava, and when I was seven, we moved to Russia. For three years, we had nothing to eat, but my mother worked at an orphanage, and she gave us water mixed with flour, and that is how we survived. It was very, very hard.