Christine Kyriakou: My Hero

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Heroes to me are not just people who fly around the planet in a second or go out

to protect the civilians of our country. A hero to me is an ordinary person trying to

inspire others and themselves. So when I ask myself, “who is my Michigan hero?”

I am not going to say Superman or Spiderman. I'm going to say, “My hero is my Baba,

Christine Kyriakou or you can call her my great grandmother.” Though she may not

have a cape or superpowers she is always

doing the right thing.

My great great grandfather, Scoyan Kyriakou, lived in Macedonia Greece. He

went to go out and find land in, USA Michigan because at the time Greece was taking

over Macedonia. In around the 1920s, after he found land, he went back to Greece in

1924. Then, around 1932, he went back to the USA again, not knowing that his wife …show more content…

Currently at that time, World War II happened. They

would not let immigrants out, so he found land and built a house for his family. Then,

after the war was done, Scoyan moved back to Greece again to find my Baba as a

twelve-year-old girl. So, Baba had not seen her father in twelve years. Baba stayed

in Greece and got married and had my grandpa, Athanassios Kyriakou. Once he was

about one-year-old, they moved back to the USA for good.

When they moved from Greece they obviously did not know any English, so

Baba started to learn some English from friends and night school. My grandpa also

had to learn English. So he took special classes during school to learn English.

When I was about seven years old, I finally got to meet my Baba. I did not get to see

her much because she lived in Lansing, Michigan. When I did see her, it was

amazing.

I was about 11-years-old when I got truly interested in my family's history. One

thing I also genuinely wanted to do was learn the Macedonian language, like my

Baba and my Grandpa. That's when I ask my Grandfather if he could teach me

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