Monday, 16 December 2019

My Quest for Greek Citizenship and Christmas Greetings.



As I mentioned in previous posts in February, I applied for Greek citizenship which requires me to demonstrate my knowledge of Greek geography, history culture, political system, etc. by oral interview before a 3- or 4-member panel. So here I thought I would outline the processes I went through trying to commit to memory the contents of the 88-page e-book we would be examined on. The disadvantage of having a mature brain - which often forgets why one finds oneself in a particular part of the house – was offset by having enough time to tackle the project – 9 to 10 months in all as it worked out.
A typical page follows – this bust depicts Homer, the greatest epic poet who wrote the Iliad and Ulysses, focusing on the Sack of Troy in 1184 B.C. along with my hand-written notes.

                     

                          








First step was to read the entire book to get a general overview – quite daunting to see the amount of information to be covered and in some detail as well. This gave me the feel of the content which I then broke into chunks beyond the obvious chapter organization. So, sub-topics were grouped or even re-grouped – as in the case of the geographic departments which were learned along with the political districts in that they differ in about 3 issues only,   so learning that contrast reduced possible confusion.
 Each section was read and a hand-written summary written with the highlighted or salient input selected. Simultaneously a record of difficult lexes or useful phrases was kept, again organized in sections.
Years ago as I was studying Camus’ La Peste, I remember my vocabulary list being pretty gruesome: suppurate, pus, boils, etc. Here the list tended towards the cultural: linear B script, clay tablets, sculpture; the political: voting procedure, constitutional contents, organizations under the aegis of NATO; the polemic: declare war, occupation, prolonged
siege, population decimation - history does not sit easy on Greece!
The sculptures which remain exude great majesty, but this artist/archaeologist impression of the gigantic statue of Athina that dominated her temple on the Acropolis is awesome in the fullest sense!
                 
               
 









On the second round of familiarization, I began to embellish areas which needed clarification: What’s the difference between the roles of the President of the Democracy and the President of the Government? -  as well as those areas of interest: What did the two Nobel Prize winners in Literature (Seferis and Elitis) write, where were they from, etc.?  In this way things and people come more alive, gaining that third dimension makes them more memorable. I guess a degree of personalistion was happening there too.
There were times when I felt my mind would explode with all the information being crammed into it. To try and avoid overload, I alternated topics, so I would review the names of mountain ranges, mountains, rivers and lakes, then move on to my paired History grouping of Ancient Times and the Byzantine Era. 
Plato, on considering what knowledge meant, tried to explain how we can forget or confuse already learned items. One explanation he provided was that the brain was like a huge aviary and learned items were birds within it. So, remembering was catching the right bird, confusion was catching the wrong bird, while forgetting was not finding the bird being searched for. It took a lot of review and rehearsal to get to the level of reasonably efficient retrieval, and I did get strange looks on the local bus as I muttered to myself the names of the cabinet ministers and their relevant ministries!
In this process of learning, my mental archive was like a series of windows representing each large topic area. To begin with these were pretty cloudy - echoing the sad state of the actual house windows which were severely neglected during my study phase! However, with continual rereading and rehearsal, these began to gradually become more clear and memorable to the point where I could visualize my written page and the ‘hook words ‘which operated as links from sub-topic to sub-topic or from section to section. So from the fall of Constantinople, we moved on to the Greek Uprising   against Turkish Occupation.
 I wanted to reach the stage where I could quickly pick and choose different items of information from different topics without any hesitation – or wrong birds! And, of course, as a ‘polluted learner’ I could not go through the process without simultaneously analyzing it!
What I learned is that despite educators regularly denouncing the process of ‘learning by heart’ as non-creative, I found it to be otherwise.  The term learning ‘parrot fashion’ suggests learning to produce without there being any understanding. However, my experience tells me that learning is a much more complex process than that – in fact, being able to retrieve efficiently demands clarity and understanding of input. The bird has to be put into our mind’s hard disc, classified, contrasted with the already known birds, and  made familiar to be readily distinguished and identified as the bird relevant to  the question, the given stimulus, the need to be remembered, etc.
Our history section ended with WW2 and I was intrigued to find this quote from Winston Churchill who confers a great compliment: From now on we will not say that the Greeks fight like heroes, but that heroes fight like Greeks!
One final quote from Churchill came to my attention, comparing the contributions made to mankind by the Ancient Greeks and the Scots. Another great compliment paid to both nations – a status that our up-coming political incumbent seems reluctant to accept that Scotland possesses!                 
                             

 However, despite all that and since it is the season to be jolly, let me end my post with both of us sending you our very best wishes for the Christmas festivities – enjoy the season with health and happiness.
I have just put up the tree - and as for presents underneath, there is the reclining Prunella – our Christmas cat! Ho ho ho!

   
 
                                       

Thursday, 28 November 2019

Brexit and What a No-Deal Holds for Us British Ex-Pats.



This is my official invitation to meet The British Ambassadrix to Greece, Kate Smith. This the second in Thessaloniki as part of the embassy nation-wide outreach program to inform British citizens, residing in Greece, what may befall us, come Brexit. The meeting was in the City Council Conference Room – a nice, roomy venue with good sound-system – and lasted about 90 minutes.
                       









While our previous outreach meeting in February was fairly up-beat, this time it was not - with more focus on the realities that might ensue after a no-deal Brexit which seemed more and more like a possibility. Sadly, we learned that some GB/GR agreements which protected the rights of Brits living here, had been rendered invalid by the present Whitehall incumbents, which bodes evil for all us.  So it seems that all the previous behind-the-scenes negotiation has been recorded as off-point and has to be rebooted from ground-zero!
                              






One point that must be made is that the life-span of all British passports will be reduced by 6 months if there’s a no-deal ….deal. So as holders of travel ID from a third country – that’s post-Brexit GB - we cannot travel abroad in the last six months before its expiry.
Definitely not wishing to lose my European status, I applied for Greek citizenship in February. Although the process can take up to 4 or 5 years, they kindly offered us a fast-track option in the light of a looming exit. I grabbed that opportunity and had my file inspection done rapidly from then.
So here it is folks: my date with fate has been confirmed. On December 5th, at 09.15 I shall sit before a 4-member board and hopefully demonstrate to them adequate knowledge of Greek language, geography, history, culture, civics, etc..
                   








 Alexander the Great had an interesting mode of racial discrimination, saying,
 Every good foreigner is a Greek’.
I’d love my inquisitors to operate on that same criterion! Please wish me luck!

Sunday, 17 November 2019

Last Leg of our Brit-Trip.



After our Scots trip, we drove south to Durham and a family reunion and, yes, I’m still celebrating that big birthday! We, of course, met up with our honorary family member, Angeliki, who was then teaching a pre-sessional course at Durham University.  
                       








Not only was she enjoying life there, but she engaged in a mutual admiration relationship with our great-nephew, Guy. Here is Z facing a pancake challenge with said Guy. Z won a kind of Pyrrhic victory – polished off the lot and felt gross for the rest of the day.
                      








Final shots of Durham: a beautiful scene on one of our many long strolls in the city, and sweet memories of our sweet great-niece: Neve made us heart-shaped shortbread!        
                   






Our final stop was in Sheffield, staying with niece, Jen, husband, Mark and their delightful 6-month-old son, Callum Jake.  Brother, Ali, and wife, Jacqui, came along too and we walked our socks off all together. Interestingly, here we are walking by the dam where water, diverted from Peter Brook, powered the Shepherd Wheel. With five fast-flowing rivers, sandstone used as grindstones, and iron ore in the surrounding hills, local natural resources happily combined to make Sheffield a city of world-renown for its steel industry.
                                          








We pool resources and have a lovely meze meal, sitting out on a sunny patio. Callum has a glorious wardrobe: his trouser bottom echoes the image of his new toy from the Highlands. Wonder what name the coo was given?    
                     

  








 Our last day in GB was truly beautiful as we drove south into the Peak District in   Derbyshire, to visit Chatsworth House, the seat of the Duke and Duchess of Devonshire. The grounds are superb - apparently in the 18th century the famous landscape architect, Capability Brown, had a hand in the design.
          

 










The lake with its glorious patch of water-lilies reflects the leaves’ autumn tones - stunning!
      

 









 Family group - a final portrait before we head home. Our last shot, however, has to be with our little star, Callum Jake, on the patio, channelling Elton John with starry, starry eye-wear!