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Heroes Monument

 

They may have enchained the EOKA fighters but their soul was not captured. They may have tortured and imprisoned their bodies but their yearning for freedom they could not confine. They may have killed them but their soul remained intact and immortal.

 

 

The Community Council of Phini, wanting to pay a minimum tribute to the people that offered their lives for the Freedom of this land, has built a monument in the village's central plaza in honour of the Freedom Fighters from Phini, Demos Herodotou and Efstathios Xenophontos.

 

The monument, august and modest as it befits the lives of the two Heroes, and will remind, will remind the young that Freedom is earned through struggle and sacrifice.

 

 

 

Demos Herodotou

Short Biography


Demos Herodotou was born in Dora in November of 1923. His parents were Herodotus and Afentrou and he had 2 sisters and 1 brother. He was married to Charikleia and they had 3 underage children, while his wife was pregnant with their 4th child. Demos was a permanent inhabitant of Phini and worked in the Park Hotel at Platres, which the British had commandeered; they fired all personnel and kept Demos so that he would operate the electric lighting machine that served the entire area. He was one of the most militant fighters, he was active, tireless, bold, risk-taking, and always willing to execute even the most dangerous mission assigned to him. When massive betrayals started to occur in the region, Demos was betrayed too. A police officer warned him and he -in turn -had to warn the rest of the region's fighters. He was heading for Omodos when military vehicles caught up with him on the way. Some vehicles were placed in front of him and others behind him. He was blocked, stopped still, and then shot in the iron-made bridge at Mandria. It was the 21st of January 1957.

 

 

 

A poem for the hero Demos Herodotou

By Hariklia Demou, his wife

 

Wake up Demos see

Greek governor

You were killed

by ungrateful wolves

 

Wake up see

the whole world free now

You were placed

deep in the earth

 

Wake up see your friends

and have fun

Where you spent your time together

in the woods at night

 

I want to come and see you

But there lies a chaos in front

I wish I find you close to me

When I die

 

When I will be dying

Before I close my eyes

I wish I will find you my las

And talk to you again

You were the one to tell me that

You are sworn

Freedom or death

You have made up your mind

 

Wake up see freedom

That has started to blossom

And if we follow you

It will also bear its fruits

 

You were out all nights

With desire and sacrifice

You did not think of your wife

You did not think of your children

 

You used bombs

To kill Harting

Consolation and freedom

for Cyprus

 

Traders wherever they are

They should vanish

Their eyes should be opened

And they should have no light

Because they were responsible for so many orphans

That are on the streets

Walking and thinking

They have no father

 

Oh sky, do not let them in

Earth do not make them feel comfortable

And you, Priest

Do not advert them

 

Hail to all the heroes

Hail to all the patriots

Hail to the immortal bodies

Shame to the traders

 

 

 

 

Efstathios Xenophontos

Short Biography


Efstathios Xenophontos was born in Phini on the 28th of October 1933. His parents were Xenophon and Anastasia and he had 3 sisters and 1 brother. Efstathios only attended elementary school and was later working as a shoemaker. He was an intelligent youth, vigorous, industrious, secretive and retiring. Whatever he wanted to do he did without showing off. He was interested in the national clubs/associations, he was a risk-taker, bold, and he defied death. Efstathios was killed on the 22nd of March 1957 by exploding bombs, which he was transferring in his motorcycle sack for the purpose of placing them in British military aeroplanes in Akrotiri, Limassol. The explosion was of great intensity. The smoke covered the area. Some small pieces of metal are what was left from the motorcycle, while the hero's body was dismembered.