[quote="Pyrpolizer"]Hey DA kikapu is a chef de cuisine man
@halil
Thanks for the map. Believe me a few days ago I met a Tc who was from Ortakoyu, the man got surprised when I told him I didn’t know where his village was…. I understand your mothers route to Nicosia very well now.
Btw the village with the spring water is kRini, not KiRni like so many people in here called it before. That’s an ancient Greek word meaning something like "big water tap". I never knew where that village was either, perhaps I will visit it one of these days.
Shilloura is the GC dialect name for Skilloura, so nothing wrong with that!
Looking again at the map I see you were living in that Nicosia-Kionelli-Agyrta-Fotta enclave. It is true that living conditions there were very bad, propably the worst although I doubt any GC knew anything about it then.
You said upto 1968 all roads were closed. Please clarify this. Do you mean from inside the enclave or from outside or from both sides? What happened after 1968?
Did you have any relatives living in mixed villages or other areas which were not so isolated? How was their life compared to yours?
What I cannot understand is how some TCs were so much afraid to go in GC areas whereas others not. For example I remember very well in the early 70s TCs carrying fresh vegetables at Ermou Street, where the main market was.Also doing shopping from the then supermarket of Athienites, which those times was the equivalent of todays Orphanides.
Most of the Tcs my family knew before 1974 avoided travelling anyway, perhaps they would travel 1-2 villages down the road, but never very far from their own. Most of the times we were the ones who visited them and it was always for work matters not for socialising. On the other hand the roads to inside the Nicosia-Kionelli-Agyrta-Fotta enclave were always closed for us the GCs, like I said before I never knew where Ortakoyu or even your village Fotta was.
Please feel free to continue your childhood story. I think we learn more by just hearing and asking questions in here rather than swordplaying.
I have nothing much to say about my childhood other than my father was a farmer but never wanted us to end up like him, he wanted us to become educated. Typical for many people at those times.
All I can say is we lost everything in 1974 and my father wanted to die. He finally made it, he got prostatis, which was curable. He didn't tell anyone, didn't visit any doctor. Just let the decease spread all over and finish him.
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Such is life Pyro. Sorry about your dad. Many of our older folk died of heartbteak. My grand father after going to Kophinou, then Ay. Theodoros,then Nicosia ended in London. He did not last more that six months. There was nothing wrong with him except a painful shoulder which he got by falling off his donkey.
May they all rest in peace. Let us regard them all with a smile.
Regards
DA