I am from Georgia, an old country with ancient history and traditions. My father is a diplomat so I have been living in different countries my whole life. I was born in Turkey, but I only lived there for four months. After that we moved to Greece, which was my first impression of life in a foreign country. I remember how happy I was when my parents took me to an international kindergarten, but it all changed when I realized that nobody could understand me. I had to mime and use my hands to explain what I was trying to say. After a few months there, I started to speak English. Even though I was very young, I still remember the Acropolis and the beautiful seaside where I'd go with my brother and my friends. It's a pity that I didn't have the chance to learn Greek.
