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Biography |
Once upon a time, way back in the 1960’s…
.there was a little Greek boy named Demetrios
Xanthopoulos, who lived with his family in Brisbane.
When little Demetrios started school he couldn’t help but
notice most of the other boys and girls didn’t really look
too much like him, or any of his family. These kids were
blonde, had two eyebrows, and none of them had
moustaches!
If it is true Australian children express affection with
teases and taunts, then Demetrios was clearly a much
loved boy. And yet, he remained unbowed: calling forward
the spirit of his Greek ancestors, he used humour as his
shield, wit as his ammunition, and rapid fire delivery as a
weapon. This triad of skills became ever stronger as the
years went on, and perhaps it was his ability at the verbal
joust that led to social acceptance; mayhap ‘twas ‘getting
the laugh’ that got him through…
More likely though, it’s coz he changed his name… |
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