⁃ Welcome, - I'm greeting our guests from China. "Come in, relax, we're in siga-siga (slowly, with pleasure - in Greek) mode today.
I can't resist running from one end of the school to the other (almost 20000 steps in one day) and I stop by the counter with honey. We invited local businessmen to the fair as well. I ask them to help me choose the tastiest one. I cringe and swoon at how lovingly the owner tells me about each type of honey.
⁃ This one is best eaten at bedtime. A glass of water and a spoon of honey is the perfect health booster! And this one - this one should be eaten with fresh toast and hard cheese. It's as perfect as meat and red wine! But you'd better come to our apiary, just call in advance. I'd rather show you everything on the spot!
A shift change of "Father Frosts" and I am helping our Head of School to dress up, who has to go into the intricacies of the Slavic fairy tales:
⁃ You see, Father Frost, he's a grandfather. He lives in the forest, in winter time. And he has a granddaughter, she's made of ice..." I say while adjusting his outfit. Duncan is wearing a wide belt like a scarf and can't understand why he needs mittens.
⁃ Leave me some oil, please! - The guys from the school picked olives in a grove near our school. Then we made 40 litres of oil from the olives to sell at the fair.
Nearby there are three stands with designer clothes: from Belarus, Ukraine and Israel. Each designer is a mother of several children from our school. We talk a lot, even more, keep silent and look understandingly into each other's eyes: we are here on our island, we can talk to each other and do our best for our children.