Not long ago, until last year, a white car would come into my dreams, I would sit in the driver's seat and drive it. To landscapes that contain happiness. Then I realized why it came into my dreams so much, my father promised me that he would buy a car in the early 2000s, I mean, he gave me hope, he gave me a dream, but then that day never came, my civil servant father is 63 years old and still rides the bus, and I achieved my childhood dreams. My car is white, but it never came into my dreams again. I think I sold my childhood to the gallery owner for 50 billion.
IT SUITS A BLUE SKY AND MY PRIMARY SCHOOL AUGOR
I saw that no child wears blue aprons anymore, that is, they do not carry the sky on them. Whoever is richer buys an outfit and small bodies show themselves with clothes. This is a matter of status for them. They should not double-cross what their children say. What happened next, intolerant children? I wish they would wear blue aprons again against the blackness of all life. Maybe even a seagull will pass over them and they will fly back to the blue sky in a city suffocated by exhaust fumes.
GIRL RED RIDING RIDING GROWN UP
THE YEARS PAST VERY QUICKLY AND THE CHILDREN ARE GROWING UP AHEAD OF THEIR TIME. EVERYWHERE IS LIKE A DAISY FORTUNE. HOWEVER, HE WOULD HAVE LIVED MORE IF THOSE DAISIES WERE NOT WORN OUT FOR A DIET. THE GIRL WITH THE RED RIDING RIDING TOWARDS HIS HEADCARE, AND INSTEAD OF TAKING A SAMPLE FROM WHAT HAPPENED TO HIS FATHER, SHE SAID A COMPANION WITH THE WOLF. OH MY DEAR GIRL WITH THE RED RIDING RIDGE, YOU DID NOT HAVE A NAME, YOU DON'T HAVE ANYTHING ON YOUR BODY NOW!
TEACHER'S ROOM IN THE MODERN WORLD
YIGIT COULD BE KNOWN FROM WHERE HE LAYED, RIGHT? ANYWAY, AFTER ASKING THIS QUESTION HERE, I CONTINUE WRITING. WHEN I WAS A CHILD, THE TEACHERS' ROOM WAS A MAGICAL PLACE, YOU THINK IT WAS THE MEETING POINT OF THE SEVEN KINGDOMS. INSIDE, A TEACHER FROM TURKISH, MATHEMATICS, HISTORY AND MANY BRANCHES WHO DECLARED HIMSELF AS THE KING OF THE CLASS. WE WERE GOING TO THE DOOR, BUT THE TEACHER WOULDN'T LET THEM IN. IT WAS A VERY SACRED PLACE IN MY VIEWS. THEN SOMETHING HAPPENED AND LIKE EVERYTHING, IT BECAME EVERYTHING AND THAT ROOM LOST ITS MEANING. I BECAME A TEACHER AND I ENTERED IN THAT MAGICAL ROOM, BUT AGAIN THE CHILDISH PART OF MY SOUL STANDED ON ONE LEG IN THE FACE OF THE TRUTH BECAUSE THIS WAS A PLACE LIKE THE NEIGHBORHOOD COFFEEHOUSES, SOME WERE DESTROYING THE STATE WHILE DRINKING TEA, AND SOME WERE BUILDING IT AGAIN. YOUR NAME HE THOUGHT HE WAS FINDING SOMEONE A WIFE IN THEIR MARRIAGE PROGRAMS, AND SOME OF THEM WERE TALKING BADLY ABOUT THEIR CAPITAL, WHICH WE CAN CALL A PARENT BLESSING, WHICH MAKES THEM BRING BREAD TO THE HOME. AS YOU UNDERSTAND, I WAS BLINDED AND THE WHITE LIGHT OF REALITY BURNED MY EYES. A PLACE WHERE I SAID GOODBYE TO MY CHILDHOOD AND PUT MY DREAMS IN THE CLOSET IS NOW THE TEACHER'S ROOM.
FOOT SOUNDS COMING BEHIND ME
NORMALLY, IF YOU ASK, I'D SAY I'M NOT AFRAID OF ANYONE, BUT THAT DAY, IT WAS SOMETHING DIFFERENT. A SHOULD CAME TO ME AS I WAS PASSING THROUGH A DARK STREET THE NAME OF WHICH I DON'T EVEN KNOW. I WAS PRAYING FROM MY MIND FOR THE ROAD TO BE OVER QUICKLY, WITH FAST STEPS. AT THIS MEAN I HEARD THE VOICE COMING BEHIND ME, I WAS STUNNED AND I FELT LIKE TO SHOUT MOM. AS IF MY MOTHER WAS GOING TO COME FROM THE DARKNESS AND SAVE ME. AS I CONTINUE TO WALK WITH FAST STEPS, I HAVE TO SURVE A FULL OF MOUTH AT THE LIAR WE CALL THEN... NORMALLY IT PASSES VERY QUICKLY, BUT WHEN I'M FEARED IT IS EXTRA SLOW SO THAT I CAN ENJOY THE MOMENT. ANYWAY, THE VOICE BEHIND ME STARTED TO TAKE STEPS FAST. I HAVE TO ACCELERATE, AFTER ALL, WHAT I DON'T SEE CANNOT SCARE ME THAT MUCH! IF I LET HIM COME IN FRONT OF ME... WHAT IF HE TRIED TO USURP ME IN THIS DARK STREET, OFF MY GOD, I SHOULD NOT HAVE WATCHED THAT MUGE. WAIT, THERE IS A LIGHT THERE. IT'S CATCHING MY EYES. I FEEL LIKE TO SAY SOMETHING, I SHOULD HAVE LISTEN TO MYSELF, YOU ARE TELLING ME TO GO TO THE WHITE LIGHT. NO, IT'S NOT THAT WORD, IT'S HOW THE WITNESSY WAS BROUGHT. EUZUBİLA.. WHAT IS THIS SOUND? SON, YOU ARE LATE FOR SCHOOL, GET UP? WHAT IS MY MOTHER'S VOICE DOING HERE? AND I DON'T GO TO SCHOOL ANYMORE.. MY GOD, WHAT IS HAPPENING IN THIS LIGHT? NO, IT'S COMING TOWARDS ME.. NO.. GET UP, MAHMUT, YOU HAVE BEEN DELIVERING SINCE THE MORNING, NEITHER HIS MOTHER NOR THE SCHOOL, I AM YOUR WIFE.. I HIT A DEEP OHH... WHEN I WAS GOING TO BED IN THE EVENING, I DECIDED NOT TO EAT THAT MUCH AGAIN.
YOU. EVEN IF YOU FORGET, PEOPLE DO NOT LET YOU FORGET!
IT HAS BEEN EXACTLY 18 YEARS. EVEN I CANNOT REMEMBER THE EXACT DATE, SO I HAVE BURIED MY ACCIDENT IN THE DEEPEST OF MY MEMORY. WHAT WAS THAT SONG, I DON'T TRY TO GET USED TO IT, I HAVE TO GET USED TO IT. I EXACTLY EXPERIENCED SOMETHING LIKE THAT. PEOPLE WHO HAVE WOUNDS UNDERSTAND ME. EVEN IF YOU TAKE CARE OF YOUR WOUND, SOMEONE COMES AND REMOVES THE SHELL ON THE WOUND. WITHOUT SHAMES AND WITH AN EMPOWERMENT, HE SPITS SALT ON THE PLACE THAT HURTS YOU THE MOST. THIS IS SUCH AN IMORAL QUESTION HE DOESN'T DO IT, HE SLOWLY APPROACHES YOUR WOUNDED AREA AND ASKS, I DIDN'T NOTICE IT BEFORE, WHAT HAPPENED THERE? ARE YOU ILL ? WAIT A MINUTE, LET ME DISTRIBUTE THE QUESTION, WHERE YOU ASKED THE QUESTION SO SOFTLY IS MAKING MY HEART BREAKING. YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW ABOUT IT. PLEASE IF YOU SEE A DIFFERENCE IN SOMEONE, DON'T ASK HIM ABOUT IT. ASK SOMEONE HE KNOWS HE WILL TELL YOU BECAUSE HE IS TRYING TO GET USE TO HIS WOUND, HE CANNOT GIVE UP WITH IT AND HE WILL LIVE WITH IT. THIS IS NOT AN EASY ANSWER THAT PEOPLE LIKE ME CAN GIVE! FIRST, WE SWALLOW FOR A LONG TIME, WE GO BACK TO THE MOMENT WHEN WE HAD THE ACCIDENT, AND WE LIE TO YOU, SAYING THERE'S NOTHING, I'M FINE. PLEASE DON'T MAKE US LIE!
THE CLOWNS OF THE MODERN WORLD
WHY DO BIG MEN PUT MAKEUP ON THEIR FACES? TO NOT SHOW THEIR TRUE FACES? SHOULD A PERSON DRAW A SMILE ON HIS FACE TO SMILE? THE ULTIMATE POINT IN CAPITALISM: DO SOMETHING, FIND MANY THINGS, EXPLOIT YOURSELF AND LIFE, MAYBE THE CLOWNS HAVE TO LAUGH AT THE OUTSIDE EVEN IF THEY CURSE INSIDE AGAINST THE EXPLOITATION OF LIFE. THIS MUST BE THEIR MOST PRESENTABLE BEING. I said all the words of the make -up uncles, but every morning we make up at this time we make up at this time we say that the first time we see good morning we say that we have a mask for every moment of capitalism. IT WAS MORNING IN ONE OF THE PREMIUM INSTITUTIONS OF THE STATE. A MAN WEARED A GRAVITY FOR THE FIRST TIME JUST TO PUT HIS COLLAR TOGETHER, THEN HE WEARED A SUIT. HE COULD NOT BE COMFORTABLE IN ORDER TO NOT DISRUPT HIS DUTY. HE WANTED TO RUN IN INSIDE, BUT HIS OUTER APPEARANCE WAS PREVENTING THAT. .EVERYONE EXCEPT HIMSELF SAID IT WAS VERY SUITABLE HE WAS SINGING ROCK IN THE CLOTHES OF THE MECHANICAL SYSTEM, BUT HE WAS SINGING ROCK FROM HIS HEART, AND HE WAS A LITTLE CUTE BUT STILL COULD NOT MOVE HIS MOUTH BECAUSE HE HAD A GRAVITY AND HE PREVENTED THAT. THE CLOWNING OF THE MODERN WORLD IS ACTUALLY PUTTING THESE PEOPLE IN A MOLD AND THEN LOOKING FOR FREE IDEAS IS JUST FOR CLOWNS. IT MUST HAVE A JOB. NOW I UNDERSTAND WHY THEY DRAW SMILES ON THEIR FACES.
EMIR DID NOT CUT THE IRON
IN THE AGE OF FREEDOM, EMIR DID NOT HAVE THE IMPORTANCE AS IT BEFORE. WE WEAR THE GREEN CLOTHES AND GO TO LIFE AND CROW, THERE WAS A PAYABLE SACRIFICE WHERE I MADE IT. I HEARD THAT THE OLD AUTHORITY DOES NOT EXIST, GET ANGRY AND ANGRY AT THE YOUNG PEOPLE WHO EVEN HAVE A TROUBLE CRAWLING BECAUSE THEY ARE 18 DAYS OLD. THEY WERE REMOVING THEIR RESIDENTS FROM CHILDREN WHO DID NOT HAVE LONG-TERM MONEY. THE EMIR DID NOT CUT THE IRON ANYMORE IN THOSE GEOGRAPHIES. I AM RIGHT, NO ONE CAN DO THAT TO ME. YOU CANNOT ORDER ME, THEIR CREAMS ARE EVERYWHERE. THE LACK OF READINESS IN THIS PERIOD IS TIRING PEOPLE. THEY ARE CONSTANTLY SEARCHING FOR INNOVATION. THAT'S WHY THEY SAY, IGNORING THE VALUES OF THE PAST AND DO NOT COMMAND.
WHAT IS AUTISM?
THOSE WHO SEE THE ARTICLE MAY THINK THERE IS A TYPING ERRORS. HERE I APOLOGIZE TO ALL TURKISH TEACHERS, ESPECIALLY MY HIGH SCHOOL TURKISH TEACHER'S HANDS. WE CAN SAY THAT THERE IS NO ERROR IN THE WRITING, BUT THERE IS AN ERROR IN UNDERSTANDING. THIS IS THE MOST DIFFERENT AUTISM ARTICLE YOU HAVE SEEN BECAUSE HE WAS Wandering FREELY IN THE DAISY GARDEN, THERE ARE THOSE WHO ARE JEALOUS OF HIS FREEDOM, THAT'S WHY THEY HARM HIM JUST BECAUSE THE COLOR IS DIFFERENT FROM OTHER DAISIES. WHEN WILL THESE PEOPLE GET USED TO DIFFERENCES? HOWEVER, THERE WAS DEMOCRACY IN THIS COUNTRY... PEOPLE WITH DIFFERENT THOUGHTS COULD LIVE IN THIS WAY IN A GEOGRAPHY. IMAGINE HOW UTOPIC IT WOULD BE IF ALL PEOPLE HAD THE SAME THOUGHTS, RIGHT? LET'S VALUE OUR DIFFERENCES AND TAKE CARE OF THEM. ALL PEOPLE HAVE A DIFFERENT PERSPECTIVE OF LIFE. WHAT HAPPENED WITH THIS AUTISM CHILD? IF HE IS SCREAMING A LITTLE AND JUMPING AND CANNOT STAND STILL, WHAT HAPPENED IF HE DOES THE SAME MOVEMENT MORE THAN ONCE? OUR ONLY FEAR IS WILL IT HARM OUR CHILD? HE IS ACTUALLY DOING THESE MOVEMENTS TO AVOID HARM, BUT WHO CAN UNDERSTAND? IF THERE IS THERE, OR I WILL KISS THE HANDS OF MY MATHEMATICS TEACHERS, SAYING IT WILL NOT HURT ME, I SHOULD NOT HAVE ANYTHING HAPPENING TO ME, WELL WHERE IS DEMOCRACY? >A small hand held my face, she couldn't speak yet, but it seemed like she wanted to say something to me. I looked into her eyes, she was smiling, then she pursed her face and cried, which was equivalent to talking. According to her mother, it meant I was hungry. He was in my arms and asked his mother for help because he was hungry. Her little belly was rising and falling in my hands due to the intensity of her crying. I couldn't help it, a tear fell from my eye and I felt helpless. I gently gave it to her mother. I guess fatherhood was something like this, he might not always be able to provide enough for his family, I realized when I became a father that his fathers were also helpless. I forgive you father, can you forgive me too? Just prove my strength I think this is the biggest part of childhood, to tease the strongest person in the house to get out of your life. I remember my father not sending me abroad and me getting angry and yelling at him. I still feel ashamed when I think of my father. Fatherhood means giving the last bite to your children even though you are hungry, fatherhood sometimes means staying silent for the family. Fatherhood is taking on a lot of responsibilities and still saying "I'm fine, nothing is wrong", fatherhood is looking at the world through the eyes of your children and smiling, childhood is ignoring these and boasting. The hardest part is being a father. It's hard, I know.
THAT IS CHILDHOOD
IT HAS CAME TO MY CHILDHOOD'S WASHING TIME, THEY CALLED THE NEIGHBORHOOD MATCH, WHICH I WANTED, AGAIN, I'M BAD FROM THE OUTSIDE. SOMEHOW I SAID I COULD NOT COME. I HAVE NEVER BEEN SORRY THIS BEFORE. Bless my heart, I will play the neighborhood match again tomorrow because today was the bath time of my childhood. My mother would not want me to be dirty. I would like to have clean places everywhere. US GETTING THE BATHROOM WAS HOT BUT THE HOUSE WAS COLD IN THE MIDDLE OF OUR HOUSE OUR STOVE WAS IN ITS PLACE AND IT WAS ONLY HEATING ITSELF AT THIS TIME I WISH IF HE COULD PUT SOME MORE WOOD INTO IT AT THIS TIME MY MOTHER WAS HEATING IN MY CHILDHOOD SO WHAT SHOULD WE DO ON WINTER NIGHTS WE WANTED TO BE CHILDHOOD TOO
FATHER AND MOTHER
I WAS LOOKING FOR A SUPER HERO, WHO COULD FLY, WHO COULD FILL BULLETS WITH ONE MOVE, WHO COULD GET INTO SPACE WITH A JUMP, WHILE I MINDED A ONE WITH A RED CAPE AND BLUE PANTS, A FAMILIAR SMELL CAME TO MY NOSE, I THINK HE WAS SAYING TO TELL ME PACK YOUR THINGS AGAIN. BUT MY MOTHER DID NOT SAY. THEN I DECIDED NOT TO LOOK FOR THE SUPERHERO OUTSIDE. HE WAS IN FRONT OF ME AND IF HIS ONLY FAILURE WAS NOT POSITIVE. THE MOST POWERFUL BEINGS IN THE WORLD ARE WOMEN. I SAW THIS FROM MY WIFE. WE HAD A CHILD, AS IF MY WIFE HAS CHANGED, THE PERSON I MARRIED WAS NOT THERE. SOMEONE WHO FACES ALL TROUBLES AND CAN LEAVE HIS LOVED SLEEP, THIS IS THE SIGN OF SUPER HEROISM. LET'S TOUCH A LITTLE BIT ABOUT THE CONCEPT OF A GRANDFATHER. WHAT MAKES HIM A SUPERHERO IS THAT HE IS BOTH A FATHER AND A MOTHER. IT IS ENOUGH FOR THEM TO GROW UP TO BECOME SUPERHERO.
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