Eleftheriou Anne Rundle American hard A’s soften to awe’s as I learn and recite Alpha, Beta, Gamma, Delta, Epsilon on an island surrounded by the Aegean. Greek language entombed under my tongue every morning. I ask the ancient ones to help me in translation. At breakfast, I shake the words out. Kalimera! Hot Tea, Parakalo. Efkaristo! Our Greek teacher, a Cypriot, over-enunciates as we parrot our best imitation of her intonation. Repeat after me: Yah-soo is hello, and Yiamas is […] Continue Reading
