I saw a program once about the way others perceive different cultures. For the British the program decided to concentrate on the Nigerian race to make its point. They showed a Nigerian woman customer talking to a white English shop worker. To all intents and purposes the Nigerian woman was shouting and screaming at this person and was getting he appropriate response of being shouted back at. The shop worker was then taken away and trained on the culture of Nigerians and was shown a film of this woman talking to members of her own family. Again to all intents and purposes this woman was shouting and screaming and looking annoyed at the people she was talking to but and the person that she was talking to was doing the same, but at the end of the discussion they hugged each other and said "take care" and "god bless" and they walked away. It was then explained to the shop worker that that is the way Nigerians talked to each other even when they are simply talking about the weather. To us outsiders, they seem to be constantly angry and shouting but to them it is the way they talk.
It was the same whenever I took English friends’ home that had never been into a foreigner’s house. They nearly always asked why my mum and dad were fighting. To me it first came as quite a shock but I soon found it quite funny. When next you are with your family just step back for a while and pretend you don't speak the language and see.
I always make my children laugh when I do my Nigerian accent. Put that together with a few of their sayings like;
When they are telling a child off for instance;
"If you don't go to bed now I will break your head with a stone", and my boys are in fits.
I don't know if there are such sayings in Greek but in Turkish my dad used to say that he would hit me so hard my liver would split open.
The moral of my story is that we have been living apart for so long now that we have even forgotten each other’s mannerisms. It’s a shame but its true.