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So, it's that time of the year again. It's time for Spring Festival.
Spring Festival will be celebrated all over the Cappadocia region.
First, the celebration will start in Hacıbektaş. Then it will move on to Gülşehir & Avanos.
Before finally ending in Kozaklı where all the festival-goers can relaxing in its...
world famous pool. Everybody from all over Turkey will be heading to Cappadocia for this festival.
Is your mother making Aşure (a Turkish dessert)? You know how much I love Aşure.
Please tell me that we're having Aşure. I'm all excited inside.
Kanki,
Mr. Said is giving us a
quiz tomorrow morning at 10:30.
Mr. Said will end his last lesson with a very difficult quiz during Spring Festival.
Has any of you been late to Mr. Said's Tuesday morning class. If so, please and gently
leave this room. Especially, if you typically miss his first lesson and arrive for his second lesson.
This man is a mad man. An absolutely mad man. Can you believe how many
8:30 morning classes that I had to suffer through to finally make it to Spring?
You have no clue how angry I am.
I even laughed at his jokes that I thought were horrible.
This is my freakin' Spring Festival.
Nobody can take it away from me. It is my right.
Even though, I struggle writing the word dress with two s letters.
Mr. Said is such a hypocrite. One moment he is nice to us,
the next moment he is treating us like prisoners.
Also, he rarely gives us our full 15-minute break.
Teacher's Pet: But, Kanki. Mr. Said is the boss. The classroom is not a democracy, it's a dictatorship.
No, he is worse than Gaddafi in Libya.
Goodness, gracious. Even a cow is funnier than Mr. Said.
Teacher's pet: Actually, I thought some of his jokes were worth laughing at and some of his videos were cool.
What's wrong with you? Are you with us, the students, or are you siding with Mr. Said, the dictator.
Goodness gracious, listening to you is worse than sitting on a 12-hour Nevşehir Seyahat bus. It's always too hot.
And imagine the Nevşehir Seyahat bus breaks down and I'm sitting next to a man that needs to shower. Well, you're still worse.
In fact, the last time I was on Nevşehir Seyahat, the guy sitting next to me stole my chocolate cake while I was sleeping.
And I have always stuck my neck out for you.
Remember the time you mistakenly bought a women's shirt from LC WAKIKI?
Did I laugh at you at your silly pink and yellow blouse?
Nope. And now this is how you repay me. Shame on you. Shame on you, "ya" former Kanki.
Additionally, my sister wears the exact same shirt that you bought. But my little sister is 8 years old.
You are 20. You looked like a fool, but I didn't mock you.
Despite my strong contempt for your disloyalty, I still think you make the best Kemalpaşa Tatlısı that I have ever tasted.
It's so syrupy and so delicious.
Any woman that marries you will at least appreciate your fabulous Kemalpaşa Tatlısı.
Oh, yeah. What was I talking about?
I remember: Fenerbahçe will probably win the TFF Süper Kupa this year.
Sarı. Lacivert. Sarı. Lacivert. En büyük? Genç Fenerbahçeliler.
Wait, why am I sucked up in this entire Turkish futbol mania & hysteria?
It's because I didn't get my cup of elma çay. I'm so cranky today.
Did you know that Turkey has the highest per capita tea consumption in the world at 2.5 kg per person?
Followed by the United Kingdom at 2.1 kg of tea per person.
I know that's a lot of çay. Especially, Rize çay.
On a different note, you're so sweet that you should be my sweetie. Too late, you're already mine.
By the way, what does Hıdrellez mean?
Wait, while I Google it up.
Found it. Ahhh.
Hıdrellez marks the arrival of Spring and the awakening of Nature.
Well, in my case, it was suppose to be the awakening of my soul from the torment of winter.
You know this is my last year in Nevşehir and I won't let anyone ruin this moment.
Actually, the more I think about it. Aziz Hoca and Nevzat Hoca look alike now that he shaved
off his hair. It's sort of like Austin Powers and Mini-Me. Of couse, Aziz Hoca is Mini-Me.
Don't worry, benim tatlım. Don't lose your head over this disappointing news.
You'll have a promising future after you graduate.
Actually, I think Aziz Hoca is occassionally (in a Fatih Terim accent) a wonderful teacher.
Of course, I can't forget the time he wore a bow-tie to school. He looked so sophisticated and handsome.
As my ortağam used to say, "I don't want to see the back. I want to see the front."
Okay, I made up my mind. I'll get ready for Monday's quiz at 10:30 in Room 1.
And I'll give it my best to prove to Mr. Said that I take his class seriously.