accessibility and vulnerability. There was no
room for condemnation or contempt in the stories
told by women about the moral decline of other
women. One of the employees mentioned her
surprise at the huge number of women who went
to this war. It was no surprise to learn that most
of them were of practical interest, but there were
also women who sought their happiness in the
war: “My eyes went to my forehead when I saw
how many women were going to this war. Good
and ugly, young and not very young. Cheerful
and angry. bakers, cooks, waitresses ... cleaners
... Of course, everyone had their own practical
interest – they wanted to earn, maybe, and
arrange a personal life. All unmarried or
divorced. In search of happiness. Fate. There was
happiness ... And they really fell in love”
(Alexievich, 2016b, p. 262).
War was not a part of life, it became a separate
life, especially for women who return home,
were forced to start it anew. The sacred role of
women, her high purpose in the war in
Afghanistan was devalued. A woman felt a
constant fear for her own life if she had the
strength to refuse to “perform an international
duty in bed” (Alexievich 2016b, p. 122). The
facts of rude and outright cynicism toward
women in the war contrasted sharply with what
Soviet newspapers wrote about the “Afghan
Madonnas”. The essay, published in Pravda, told
a completely different story, romanticized the
attitude toward women with weapons, and
inflamed the desire of young girls to go to the
southern borders of the country (Alexievich,
2016b, p.122). Recalling how she suffered from
daily insults, how she bravely endured the same
diseases that exhausted men (hepatitis, malaria),
the girl-employee told the story that for many
women in the war became a reality: “My mother
proudly declares to friends: “My daughter is in
Afghanistan”. My mother is naive! I want to
write to her: “Mom, shut up, or you'll hear that!”
Maybe I'll come back, I'll understand everything
– and I'll leave, I'll warm up. Furthermore, now
everything in the soul is broken, plundered. What
did I learn here? Is it possible to learn goodness
or mercy here? Or joy?” (Alexievich, 2016b,
p. 123).
The girls with whom Svitlana Alexievich talked
in Afghanistan felt psychologically exhausted.
They explained their difficult emotional state by
the fact that here, in war, “something happens
every day that shakes and turns your soul”
(Alexievich, 2016b, p. 124). The horror dreams
told the author by one of the employees are
permeated with fear of insulted honor and
awareness of the possibility of being buried alive
under a “layer of Afghan heavy land”
(Alexievich, 2016b, p. 124).
The strength of a woman's character was
hardened in war through the ability to resist
emotional pain, through the ability to empathize
with a man, boy, child, but a woman became
weak in war because of loss of dreams, future,
inability to believe in something, hope for
something, experiencing complete
disappointment.
Another reason why the girls went to war was
money, “good money”, the opportunity to buy a
tape recorder, a sheepskin coat, good things and
so on. Many pages of S. Alexievich's work were
devoted to stories about mercenary women, the
so-called “chekists”, who earned their living in
the war with their own bodies, receiving payment
by checks, and sometimes just a can of stew or
milk powder. They did not wear awards, even if
they have them because others laughed at them,
saying that those medals were “For Sexual
Merit” (Alexievich, 2016b, p. 67–68). According
to the name of the shack in which the officers
lived, such women in Afghanistan were called
“shacks” (Alexievich, 2016b, p. 122).
Of course, not all women in the Afghan war were
sex workers and “chekists”. There were more
good girls. Some of them went there because of
their romantic beliefs. One of the heroines
described the sincerity of her feelings as follows:
“It is mercy! Work for a woman's heart!”
(Alexievich, 2016b, p. 263). Such women
considered service in Afghanistan as “a woman's
duty to protect our boys, to save them!”
(Alexievich, 2016b, p. 159). There were fateful
love meetings and weddings, because “happiness
is the same everywhere. Especially female
happiness” (Alexievich, 2016b, p. 262).
However, most of these relationships ended in
war, lovers returned home as strangers: ” Love
was before Tashkent: from there – he is on the
left, she is on the right” (Alexievich, 2016b,
p. 159).
However, female employees were afraid to return
to the Soviet Union because they were “white
crows” (Alexievich, 2016b, p. 69). They had a
traumatized psyche, could not get used to a
peaceful life, it was difficult for them to “believe
in something, to love something” (Alexievich,
2016b, p. 124), “nothing was interesting for them
after Afghanistan” (Alexievich, 2016b, p. 225).
One of the heroines said in this regard: “Men
fight at war, and women fight after” (Alexievich,
2016b, p. 191), another added: “This war will
never end for me” (Alexievich, 2016b, p. 227).