nicolovesit

I have loved to see the way Easter is being celebrated in Greece, yesterday they were shooting with guns all over the village, like they were at war or something, don't ask me why! I felt like I was an actor in "The Mexican". And before yesterday, everybody, I'm telling you, EVERYBODY in the village started to climb the hill up to the village church and they spent several hours ther listening to the priest. It was very interesting and I wanted to enter the church to watch since I've never been in an ortodox church exept the Russian Ortodox church in Paris. But out of respect for those who actually believe in Jesus I decided to watch them from a distance. But you could hear the messe all the way to the other side of the village. It was very beautiful.


Today has been the crying children's day, it all started with a terrible thing at breakfast, I was sitting at my table, having my morning coffee, when suddenly two parents went completely crazy, and started screaming and pulling a little baby, stuck in it's chair. The baby was completely quiet and just sat there staring, not breathing at all, and they had do pull the baby out by force trying to open his mouth and get out the piece of food that it had choked on, but didn't manage, and then the mother took the baby by it's legs and held it upside down shaking him like a doll, and finally the baby coughed up a huge amount of liquid and with it came a piece of bread, and then it finally breathed and started crying like hell!

I was scared to death by this! Imagine your baby choking like that, you must feel so powerless! What if the piece of bread hadn't come out and the baby would have died?? I can only imagine how scared the parents must have been if I, a useless bystander, reacted like this!

Anyway, this day seemed to be the day for babies to cry and hurt themselves, everywhere I looked children were crying, falling, getting bit by insects etc. and for the first time in my life I thought to myself; thank god I don't have children.