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S'està carregant… Little One: A Story of Family, Love and Sacrifice - and an Extraordinary Secretde Peter Papathanasiou (Autor)
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Peter Papathanasiou is the son of migrants and grandson of refugees. His parents emigrated from Greece to Australia in 1956 but were unable to have children, a huge sorrow - and shame - for them among Australia's Greek community and their own family. Finally, in 1973, Peter's uncle and aunt in Greece offered to have a baby and give it to his parents to raise as their own in Australia. Peter was that baby, born in 1974 and given up by his biological parents so that a childless sister could become a mother. Peter grew up an only child in Australia, finally discovering his true parentage in 1999 when his mother revealed the secret of his birth and the sacrifice that lay behind. By then, Peter's birth mother had died, but he found he had two older brothers still living in northern Greece. This is where the story begins. What follows is a moving and compelling memoir of family and place, as Peter traces his parents' journey to Australia, their struggle as migrants, and the very different world that they came from - a world where the bond of family was so strong, a husband and wife were prepared to make an extraordinary gift. No s'han trobat descripcions de biblioteca. |
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> the realisation of having missed meeting my biological mother. I recalled a memory of a time she called our house and Mum asked me to come and speak with ‘an aunty in Greece’. I had refused, claiming there was no point talking with another distant relative I’d never actually meet; and if I did, I would probably never remember. That ridiculously immature attitude stabbed at me. I felt like a fool
> Elizabeth had heard Vasilios introducing his four children by saying: ‘I have two children and two girls.’ He sometimes even referred to his daughters as his ‘two guests’ to signify that Soultana and Elizabeth’s permanent homes were actually those of their future husbands ( )