{"id":5179,"date":"2017-09-21T15:51:06","date_gmt":"2017-09-21T12:51:06","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.humanstories.gr\/one-quarter-greek-by-nicoletta-barbata\/"},"modified":"2017-09-25T10:54:50","modified_gmt":"2017-09-25T07:54:50","slug":"one-quarter-greek-by-nicoletta-barbata","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.humanstories.gr\/en\/one-quarter-greek-by-nicoletta-barbata\/","title":{"rendered":"\u00ab\u039fne quarter Greek\u00bb by Nicoletta Barbata"},"content":{"rendered":"

Cinema: a magical world. We believe that it is a world which could be copied by every one of us. Although, in real life, happens the opposite; Cinema copies life.<\/strong> Let\u2019s travel back to the past of times to a specific period of 1942 to 1945. Yes, you got it! This is it; the period of Nazi occupation. At that time, in Kefalonia our heroes felt in love; that is about a Greek girl and\u00a0 an Italian soldier. You see the flow of life continues during wars, too. And love doesn\u2019t ever has to do with the nation or the language, or\u2026 The Italian soldier had fascinated the beautiful Greek girl with his charm and his talent of playing the mandolin. This is not Captain\u2019s Corelli story. Instead it is Nicoletta\u2019s Barbata, the OnequarterGreek story.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Nicoletta was born and grew in Milano of Italy. She is an artist-photographer. She had lived in Milano, Rome, London.<\/strong> \u201cI am a quarter Greek, because my grandmother (the mother of my father) came from Kefalonia island of Greece, and my grandfather was a soldier there during the World War II. We don\u2019t know many details because my grandmother died when my father was nine years old, and my grandfather died when I was seven years old\u201d, she said. Nicolletta added: \u201cI know that my grandfather had lived in Kefalonia for many years and he had learned the Greek language. My grandmother\u2019s\u00a0 family had hidden him when the German Nazi were killing Italian soldiers at the end of the war\u201d.<\/p>\n

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In an old picture the grandmother from Kefalonia…<\/p><\/div>\n

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The couple left to Italy where Nicoletta\u2019s father was born. <\/strong>And what is the weirdest element of the story? That she has a Greek surname. \u201cMy grandfather was already married and divorced when he arrived at Kefalonia, but at that times the divorces were illegal, so my grandfather had kept my grandmother\u2019s surname which was Barbate<\/em> and made that Italian Barbata<\/em>\u201d.\u00a0 <\/strong><\/p>\n

Nicollete was always jealous of her sister\u2019s name. <\/strong>Her sister had named Chrysoula which had been the name of her grandmother\u2019s name from Kefalonia. The mystery of her grandmother\u2019s profile brought Nicolletta back to Greece but not at Kefalonia because Nicollette has no relatives there anymore, but to the queen of the Kyklades Islands: at Santorini.<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019ve been always felt Greece like home. <\/strong>I don\u2019t know how to explain that. It\u2019s a feeling inside my soul. A feeling of nostalgia. That\u2019s how Santorini has appeared\u201d. Nicollette visited Santorini for the first time in 2005 and felt thinking: \u201cthis land suits me fine\u201d. \u201cDo you know something? I don\u2019t know how to swim!!! People say that the volcano has a very strange energy, but I believe that the most people when they finish their holiday and go back to their homes, think about moving back here in Santorini\u201d. My friends were thinking that I\u2019m joking when I had told them back in 2005 that I\u2019m going to move here. And \u201cwhat are you going to do there? Life is not holiday!\u201d, they said to me\u201d.<\/p>\n

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Having a view like this, it is logical to move on the beautiful island of Santorini, this year.<\/p><\/div>\n

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Although, \u201ctramp\u201d Nicollette (as she characterizes herself) made the big step. <\/strong>On the 5th of March, 2017 she moved at Santorini, in a small village. It has not been easy. \u201cThe life in the island is something different. It has been a big transition when you were living in London and then you came to live in a village. Bye Bye Piccadilly Line. Welcome to the bus which doesn\u2019t arrive at the programmed time. You are not totally independent. There is always the need of asking somebody something. There is another big problem: to find a house. But I\u2019m in love with this life!\u201d.<\/p>\n

Nicolette will live at this year in the island for the first time. <\/strong>Many people leave on November and there are no many people. All the stores are closed. There are strong winds. But I\u2019m awaiting to live here in the winter. I will have plenty of time for me (reading books, taking pictures, making ceramic, cooking, \u2026doing yoga). The best season!\u201d.<\/p>\n

The HumanStories will be on Nicollete\u2019s side. <\/strong>We will follow her footprints and we will live through the net the winter in Santorini; on this unique island. Nicollete has created in cooperation with designer Antonio Scricco this special site…\u00a0<\/strong>http:\/\/www.onequartergreek.com<\/a>…<\/p>\n

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The beauties of Santorini are hidden in unique humanstories, on less known villages or in the winter, when the island is \u201canother world\u201d.\u00a0\u00a0<\/p><\/div>\n

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This is not a tourist guide. <\/strong>Instead, the site gives to the users the real life of Santorini throw short human stories, and small secrets of the island by the natives\u2019 narrations. \u201cSantorini is a popular island and very touristic. Many people don\u2019t like it because it has too many visitors. The point of this site is to give the other side of the island, the native stories, the cultural topics where the natives go or eat or swim. Santorini is not only Oia and the sunset. I would like to show my <\/em>Santorini, through the eyes of my soul.\u201d. In this winter \u201cOneQuarterGreek\u201d will be our personal travel guide which will transfer us on the paths she loves\u2026\u201d .<\/p>\n

Where that could guide us in Santorini? <\/strong>\u201cWe would go in the south place of the island. A walk in Megalochori and the red beach. I will guide you to my beloved beach, Vlichada, and\u00a0 from Thira to Oia (Attention! It is 11 kilometres drive) on foot, and then drinking wine, eating. I don\u2019t like the spoilers! Follow me at the OneQuarterGreek<\/strong>!\u201d<\/p>\n

https:\/\/www.facebook.com\/onequartergreek\/<\/a>https:\/\/www.instagram.com\/onequartergreek\/<\/a><\/p>\n

Nicollette makes her dream come true. <\/strong>After 10 years of anticipation or reorganization, she makes a new beginning in Santorini. As Paulo Coehlio says \u201cMan advances himself as he follows his path. If he waits for being advanced without taking a decision before, he will never go ahead.\u201d.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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