Summer of 1974. Turkish troops invade

Cyprus and spread death. In Morphou, Turkish soldiers arrested 15

Christians. They bring them to the yard of a Greek Cypriot teacher.

The prisoners, men, women, and young children, turn to the wall. Weapons

They are being readied. Lamentation, weeping, and shouting. The dying are waiting in a climate.

Of fear and anguish for the Turkish officer to order the fire. They turn their minds.

And hearts to the hope of the desperate. They pray fervently. The

The teacher whispers. My God, forgive us and receive us close to you. Remember

Us, Lord, in your kingdom. The Turkish officer comes, looks at

His soldiers with weapons look sullenly at the dying.

He glances up. A ladder extends and covers the

Yard. He asks the guards for a bunch of grapes to prolong the

Prisoners' agony. He takes the bunch. He prepares to eat it. Suddenly

The teacher's voice is heard loudly. Don't eat it. The day before yesterday, I sprayed it with

Medicine. It is a strong poison. You will die. The officer is stunned.

Full of amazement, he asks the teacher. Well, since you know that soon I will give

The order to kill you—why didn't you let me take revenge?

The teacher answers him with peace and serenity. I am a Christian.

Now that I am about to appear before God, I would not want to burden

My soul is with sin. The Turkish officer is shocked,

turns and says to his soldiers, "If I found such a Turk, I would

Even give my life. Gather up the weapons. Set everyone free. The power

Of Christian love is stronger than weapons. It conquers all. Yeah.