It Used to Be All Greek To Me...

... but not any more.

When society decided years ago that boys should learn Greek at school
while the ladies learned to knit,
I was a bit puzzled.

My knitting was not much to write home about.

Nor, until lately, was my Greek.

To the amusement of friends and family,
six years spent in a night class left an
indelible mark.

I can now type the odd word in Greek.
About time to apply myself to learning a bit more...

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