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This morning I started looking for my mum. There are twelve villages in the Mazev district, so I have asked around to try and find her address. My dad took a train back to Łódź to join the army. There are checkpoints at every bridge. I couldn’t get any information at the first place I was sent. The town hall is struggling to cope with the numbers of refugees who need housing, and they’re not working very hard at it either. There was a big poster at the town hall, calling on soldiers to join up. It said our eternal enemy was threatening our right to life and to freedom, and called upon everyone to fight. It made me feel sure we are going to win.

My search for my mum brought no results today. She wasn’t in any of the villages I’ve been to so far, so I decided to stay the night at the fifth one. I am starting to lose all hope of ever seeing her again.