I am half German, half Greek. That is what defines me. That is what makes me who I am. Although I have lived my whole life in Greece I don’t consider myself more Greek as I was raised and influenced by my German stay at home mom.
One would think that having the privilege of being raised in such diverse cultural backgrounds is great. Don’t get me wrong. I do appreciate both cultures but sometimes I find it extremely difficult to really feel connected to one or the other. The truth is I don’t really feel at home neither here nor in Germany. I feel like a stranger in both. I am ‘allowed’ to observe but I don’t really have a say in it because I am not really Greek, nor am I a 100 % German.
Living in Greece as a half German at the moment is more challenging than one would think. There is this tension, disappointment and resentment between those two nations that can not be easily overlooked. I even started getting ‘the look’ whenever I speak to my kids in German. N. suggested I should maybe cease doing that in public spaces. I thought about it. I decided against it. Apart from the difficulties that might arise at one point or another I believe that by raising our children to be bilingual we give them a gift for life. They will (hopefully) become open-minded and accepting of other cultures. They will have the advantage of seeing the good in both cultures. If they manage to find a balance between both I will know that I have done at least one thing right.