Όταν είδα κρεμασμένα αυτά τα δεντράκια ελιάς σε ένα μαγαζί της Οίας, θυμήθηκα μια ιστορία: Όταν δούλευα στην Βουλγαρία, χρειάστηκε μία μέρα να πεταχτώ για κάτι δουλειές στην Θεσσαλονίκη... Ο Βούλγαρος βοηθός μου και φίλος, Николай (Νικολάι), μου ζήτησε να έρθει μαζί... Δεν είχε έρθει ποτέ στην Ελλάδα... Φυσικά και δέχτηκα... Μόλις περάσαμε τα σύνορα, βλέποντας ένα δέντρο, μου λέει "Αυτή είναι η ελιά;". Εκεί συνειδητοποίησα ένα πράγμα... Σε όλον τον δρόμο μέσα στην Βουλγαρία δεν υπήρχε ούτε μια ρίζα ελιάς και μόλις περνάς τα σύνορα, τις βλέπεις παντού... Βλογημένος τόπος η χώρα μας... Αν δεν ήμασταν και εμείς οι Έλληνες να την καταστρέφουμε...
Όταν επέστρεψα, είπα την ιστορία με τον Νικολάι στην γυναίκα μου, για να μου πει "μα και εγώ αυτό ήθελα να δω όταν πρωτοήρθα Ελλάδα!". Gloria oliuæ!
[ENG] When I saw these mini olive trees hanged outside a shop in Oia, I remembered a story: While I was working in Bulgaria, I had, one day, to go to Thessaloniki for a professional reason. My Bulgarian assistant and friend, Nikolai, asked me if he can come with me... He had never been in Greece before... Of course I said to him yes. When we passed the Greek borders, looking at a tree, he asked me "Is this an olive tree?". At that moment I realized that we did not see not even a single olive tree till we passed the borders, but, immediately after that, the olive trees were all around us... Greece is a blessed place... If only, we the Greeks, did not do everything to destroy it! When I returned back, I said to my wife about Nikolai's question, only to listen my wife saying: "but, I wanted to see exactly the same thing when I first came to Greece!". Gloria oliuæ!
Όταν επέστρεψα, είπα την ιστορία με τον Νικολάι στην γυναίκα μου, για να μου πει "μα και εγώ αυτό ήθελα να δω όταν πρωτοήρθα Ελλάδα!". Gloria oliuæ!
[ENG] When I saw these mini olive trees hanged outside a shop in Oia, I remembered a story: While I was working in Bulgaria, I had, one day, to go to Thessaloniki for a professional reason. My Bulgarian assistant and friend, Nikolai, asked me if he can come with me... He had never been in Greece before... Of course I said to him yes. When we passed the Greek borders, looking at a tree, he asked me "Is this an olive tree?". At that moment I realized that we did not see not even a single olive tree till we passed the borders, but, immediately after that, the olive trees were all around us... Greece is a blessed place... If only, we the Greeks, did not do everything to destroy it! When I returned back, I said to my wife about Nikolai's question, only to listen my wife saying: "but, I wanted to see exactly the same thing when I first came to Greece!". Gloria oliuæ!
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I have had the mini olive tree like this one, but my children's little rabbit ate them :(
Do not worry, I do not think it would have survived in Poland!!
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