(Mr. Leousis attends to his computer which is linked to the class, SmartBoard. Soon a map of Europe is projected.)
(He proceeds to explain to the class some of the gory highlights of "The Holocaust". How millions of Jews, Gypsies, and other minorities suffered because (He quotes), "These people were different.") I would say, "Special colors of the rainbow. But still part of the rainbow of humanity". (He catches himself drifting into another subject area in which he is passionate about and stops.) Nevertheless, let us move on for now with my life story.
As the calls of the "one whistle," would direct soldiers to begin shooting, reload, begin a new volley, a "two whistle" blow, would mean cease-fire. A three-whistle blow would end the training. We waited. Again and again, the soldiers would enter into their mechanical ritual of fire and thunder. Claiming if not but to each other that as warriors of the smoke and thunder, somehow, they had earned their passage, "earned their names." They had "seen" the invisible enemy and conquered him.
|Mr. Leousis and his friend Kosta, near the firing range.|
|Mr. Leousis and his Giagia.|
Next morning, I was at the window, mocking and teasing my friends, lip wording, "Den eho scholio.. ahahaha!"... as they passed by my house, down the hill. (I have no school, I have no school.)
(Mr. Leousis repeats as he marks the location on his blackboard thermometer by drawing a line on the board. )
(Mr. Leousis, "now, aka Dr. Mandemis" looks at his wristwatch on his left hand, his fingers popping out in a 1,2,3 motion. "counting".)