{"id":22746,"date":"2022-03-10T18:42:48","date_gmt":"2022-03-10T16:42:48","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/cultureisathens.gr\/?page_id=22746"},"modified":"2024-10-11T14:43:14","modified_gmt":"2024-10-11T11:43:14","slug":"the-crunchy-bits","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/cultureisathens.gr\/en\/remembrance-route\/the-crunchy-bits\/","title":{"rendered":"9| The Crunchy Bits"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>[vc_row][vc_column][vc_row_inner][vc_column_inner][vc_single_image image=&#8221;22872&#8243; img_size=&#8221;full&#8221; alignment=&#8221;center&#8221;][\/vc_column_inner][\/vc_row_inner][vc_empty_space][vc_column_text]<\/p>\n<div style=\"font-size: 15px;\">\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">The Donkey of Kyriakos<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Kyriakos had a donkey,<br \/>\nA charm for everyone,<br \/>\nWhen he&#8217;d stroll the market fair,<br \/>\nIt was his hidden pride to share.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Adorned with bells so bright,<br \/>\nLoaded with greens,<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Roaming the streets,<br \/>\nBringing in the cash for home.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">He cherished it like a child,<br \/>\nHe was very fond<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">But one night in the dark,<br \/>\nThey slaughtered it, as if it was a calf<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">For the hunger had grown fierce<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Now alone on these streets,<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">With his baskets on his back,<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">He keeps glancing around<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Calling for his donkey\u2019s track.<\/p>\n<p>Dimitris Gogos, aka Bayanteras (1903-1985), The Donkey of Kyriakos (rebetiko), 1946<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;One morning during the Occupation on Nikitara Street, passersby witnessed a horrifying scene. A dog lay in the street, gripping a horse jawbone, trying to gnaw at the last bits of cartilage near the joint. Suddenly, a man lunged at the dog, wresting the bone away&#8230; so he could eat the scraps himself.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p><i>Pavlos Delaportas, The Stone of Sisyphus, Athens 1979<\/i><\/p>\n<\/div>\n<p>[\/vc_column_text][\/vc_column][\/vc_row]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>[vc_row][vc_column][vc_row_inner][vc_column_inner][vc_single_image image=&#8221;22872&#8243; img_size=&#8221;full&#8221; alignment=&#8221;center&#8221;][\/vc_column_inner][\/vc_row_inner][vc_empty_space][vc_column_text] The Donkey of Kyriakos Kyriakos had a donkey, A charm for everyone, When he&#8217;d stroll the market fair, It was his hidden pride to share. Adorned with bells so bright, Loaded with greens, Roaming the streets,&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":22872,"parent":22743,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"om_disable_all_campaigns":false},"acf":[],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/cultureisathens.gr\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/22746"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/cultureisathens.gr\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/cultureisathens.gr\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/cultureisathens.gr\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/cultureisathens.gr\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=22746"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/cultureisathens.gr\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/22746\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":22875,"href":"https:\/\/cultureisathens.gr\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/22746\/revisions\/22875"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/cultureisathens.gr\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/22743"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/cultureisathens.gr\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/22872"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/cultureisathens.gr\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=22746"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}