The Migrants
The circumstances were different a generation ago.
I was seeing an elderly patient of mine today. He became excited when I told
him I had grown up in West Africa. He was born in the small Greek island of
Kefalonia. He was 18 when in August of 1953 a major earthquake hit that area.
Many were killed and most homes were destroyed.
My patient had lost his home and was sleeping in
the open. There were no jobs. It was then a cousin convinced him to come to
Africa where a family member was running a store. My patient made it to
Rhodesia (current day Zimbabwe). He started in business trading in goods all over
Africa, and was quite successful. He has very fond memories of those days in
Africa remembering it as a beautiful place with wonderful people.
I had grown up in Nigeria and was reminded of
another famous Greek merchant there, Anastasios George Leventis. Mr. Leventis
moved to Nigeria in the 1920’s from Cyprus and was very successful as a trader.
He eventually established the Leventis chain of superstores which were found
all over Nigeria. I remember going to
these stores while growing up.
Mr. Leventis was very friendly with the leaders of
newly independent West African states such as Ghana’s Kwameh Nkurmah, who
appointed him as Ghana’s ambassador to France. Mr. Leventis died in 1978. After
several years his stores eventually closed down, but the A.G. Leventis
foundation remains active and provides many charitable activities.
As for my patient, he eventually migrated to the
United States in the 1970’s and settled down here. He subsequently got married
and had children and grandchildren. He is in his seventy’s now and loves
talking about his time in Africa.
However with time, things have turned full circle
and migrants are now going the other way to Greece and other European countries
from Africa.
I wish that a day will come when no one is forced to migrate for economic or other reasons.
I wish that a day will come when no one is forced to migrate for economic or other reasons.