Last week we celebrated one of the year's biggest holidays in Crete and throughout Greece: Oxi Day. Oxi is "no" in Greek, so the holiday's called (you do the work) "No Day."
No. The day of no.
Why "No Day"? Because in 1940, Italy issued Greece an ultimatum: let us occupy your country, or the Axis forces will attack you. Greece told the Italians NO. So that day, October 28, became the first day of Greece's involvement in World War II. They say Greeks flooded the streets shouting, "Oxi!", even as they readied themselves for the pending attack by the Italians.
As Oxi Day approaches, Greek flags fly everywhere. And in the midst of Oxi Day pageantry and logistics - kids get out of school early, and will we make it to the parade this year and if yes, where should we park? - I'm thinking about the Oxi. (Said "oh-hee," by the way, not "ox-ee.")
No. It can be a good word. It can be a positive word, a righteous word. Just ask Oxi Day - a day that represents to Greeks all the passion, valour, and courage of a nation standing solidly against obvious evil - even at great personal (and national) cost. The "no" was a demonstration of Greece's best and highest.Read More