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Sophia Kouidou-Giles

Through the centuries, writers have used basic myths to explore their meaning and shed a fresh lens on the messages they hold. For me...

If my mother remained an enigma, the circumstances and routines of my father’s life had always been so physically clear and evident to...

Check their expressions. Is it interest or curiosity when you spell your last name? “K-o-u-i-d-o-u.” You are not sure. They ask and you...

Two months earlier, Aunt Marika had decided her father wanted to kill her. My sweet grandpa? … How could she think that! I shared my...

It was a sleepy winter day in Thessaloniki, and Mother, who liked to knit, had brought along her green bag with yarn and needles. My...

My favorite story was about Kaldi, the goatherder, who noticed how excited his goats became at night after munching on the coffee plant!

On such a day, I find I'm eager to take time making bread over again; it feels nourishing to the soul. (TheBlueNib.com)

All cats are graceful, careful, and independent, but none more than Cleopatra.

He is one of the lucky ones, fleeing the chaos of his embattled Syria. He is a refugee: a harsh word, filled with humiliation. Does it...