Our dream is to unite this island

After being apart for nearly 30 years, in April 2003, we were finally able to meet our parents’ childhood friends.

I was lucky to grow up in an open-hearted family. Mum’s dad was constantly reminding us that there are Good Greek Cypriots and Good Turkish Cypriots, as well as there are Bad Turkish Cypriots and Bad Greek Cypriots. Growing up in Pentakomo, hanging out a lot with Greek Cypriots, playing and working with them made my granddad who he was. He was Cypriot, who taught his grandchildren to be one, above all.