The mountain climber with his athletic beauty And his golden heart He is set out early in the morning For his morning walk towards the mountains. On his shoulders, he carries the green bag filled with food And a flask of refreshing water. Lassie, the dog runs lively. She is ahead of him. The uphill road Is too narrow and too tiring. A gentle wind caresses their faces And the birds are welcoming them in singing. ...
My birthplace is the village of Nevoliani, Aegean Macedonia My name is Macedonian and in our home, we speak the Macedonian language. My first day in school I will remember it as long as I live. At recess, I speak to my friend the Macedonian language. The teacher hears me that I do not speak the Greek language. The time when I enter the classroom I suffer the Jesus Christ sufferings. He says to me. "You an ...
We were not familiar with the Macedonian Heritage The reason was, the Greeks Authorities hid it from us. In the Greek schools, we were taught the Greek language And they were accusing our language, the Macedonian language. They were insulting and physically abusing us, the Macedonians And they flooded our Macedonian land with the Greek refugees. They tore down the Macedonian churches And the Macedonians were sent to ...
This poem is dedicated in loving memory of Danny Stoitsevski- Hatzystoitse (Hafzyioannou) An unforgettable Hero, from Florina-Lerin DANNY STOITSEVSKY (1925-1988) Patsy Sider-Aspassia Bossota In Florina-Lerin the terminally ill widow mother of Danny Stoitsevski Breathless was calling Danny, her son. Her last wish was this. Danny, her son, she wanted to see him, for the last time. Danny, previously, was resident of ...
That Macedonian girl was seven years old And attended the Fifth Public School of Florina-Lerin. At recess the teacher sent her at home to take some money For her to pay the tuition by installments. In the way, back to school the girl was late And she entered tiptoe the classroom. All of the sudden the teacher Grabbed her by the hair. With the thick stick, she hit the girl on the head. The girl felt dizziness. The ...
In the Macedonian villages of Aegean heartbreaking cries were reechoing. The Greek rebels from the mother's warm lap were grabbing the child. Innocent angels helpless with frightened souls We're asking each other "What will happen to us?" Without shoes, without food Frozen without their mother's tenderness Mountains, ravines explored without pause Mountains, ravines were leaving behind without a return. The ...
She belonged to a middle class She had a husband and six children. Her husband as always was in the Macedonian villages of Florina-Lerin. He was working there, painting. She was home in bed sick She had a high fever and a pain in the stomach. And that day, as always, the door opened with a kick The Greek policemen entered, and they were staring them with hate. Her children, as every morning, were praying to the Lord ...
I sing for the Macedonian Villager. I have a great respect for him. In his life, he suffered greatly from the Greek Authorities But he never lost faith to God. The time when I visited a Macedonian village I felt the presence of the Lord. The villager has faith in his heart His gift is the virtue. In the past, the villager was walking with his head bend down The reason the Greeks had underestimated him The Macedonian ...
My Macedonian grandfather with the donkey filled with groceries From the market comes towards our house. Our house is located across the police station In the city of Florina-Lerin, which is a tiny city. The backyard of our home faces the magnificent mountain And the front-yard of our home faces the river that flows calmly. From afar when I see the grandfather I leave the games, and the boys To get for my ...
At the Fifth Public School of Florina My teacher said to me with sarcasm. "Your name sounds Bulgarian I will change it to sound Greek" Each Macedonian pupil in school Had a nickname with bright colors. The teacher with unscrupulousness He was using vulgar language. Today I can see clearly the reason The Greek educators were mistreating the children. We were Macedonian Ethnicity People without identification. In the ...