Süngerci Deniz: 5. ve 6. Bölüm
V İstanbul yolunda Deniz’in kafasında çok soru vardı. Süngerci olmak nasıl bir hayat olacaktı? Ama Süngerci Sinan’a soramadı, o hep telefondaydı. Sürekli numara...
Category: Turkey
Üzgün Ahmet
I Bir zamanlar Amasya’da Ahmet diye bir çocuk varmış.Ahmet 13 yaşındaymış. Ahmet’in babası Serdar Amasya’nın en iyi simitçisiymiş. Herkes Amasya’da Serdar’ın si...
A bit of laughter in the classroom
I can’t seem to motivate myself to write anything about my recent travels. I keep meaning to get to it but I get sidetracked on different things. One of m...
Isolation, Distance and Language
I’ve run into a snag with my Albania stories. Maybe I’ll get back to them in a while, but for now I’ll branch off on another topic. Not that I don’t have good s...
Intermission
I spent about three days in the hotel before heading back up to Uludağ to teach at another kid’s camp. I was relieved to have a little bit of rest; this was the...
Setting out: Raging fever and a plate of garlic
It was time to set out again. For the past month I’d been working at a kid’s camp up on mount Uludağ, about four hours from Istanbul. The university...
Fatura ödemeleri – paying my bills
Went and paid my gas and electricity bills the other day. Lord, what a nightmare it is anytime I need to go and pay my bills. When my parents were here we talke...
Fred Fishermen
Went for a walk the other day. Strolled down to Karaköy in the evening as the sun was going down, to sit by the waterfront to watch the ferries come and go and ...
Spring Travels
The school year in most English preparatory departments is broken down into five modules. Each module is six weeks followed by a final exam. After the first mod...