{"id":261,"date":"2020-03-21T23:44:51","date_gmt":"2020-03-22T03:44:51","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/sites.bu.edu\/storiesofwomen\/?p=261"},"modified":"2020-04-16T19:29:29","modified_gmt":"2020-04-16T23:29:29","slug":"interview-31","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/sites.bu.edu\/storiesofwomen\/2020\/03\/21\/interview-31\/","title":{"rendered":"Interview #31"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Story of a 18-year-old high school senior who was a student in one of the schools that was later shut down by the government. She talks about how her father was arrested and how she had to be strong to support her mom and younger sister afterwards.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><!--more--><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong>English Translation:<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/sites.bu.edu\/storiesofwomen\/stories\/\">Back to list of interviews<\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">First of all, I give permission for my voice to be recorded. My name is X. I live in E (city) in Turkey right now. I am 18 years old. I am a senior in high school. I still go to school. I am preparing for the college entrance exam. Before all these things happened, it was about 3 years ago, when I was 15 years old. Now, I am 18 years old. Because I was young in those days, I wasn\u2019t aware of what was going on. There is a huge difference between who I am right now and who I was 3 years ago. When I was 15 years old, I started XX Private High school (one of the schools shut down after the coup attempt). It was very odd to many people around me. Many of my friends didn\u2019t talk to me because I went to that private school.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">That summer when I finished 9th grade in high school, we were visiting my aunt\u2019s house in B. I think we were sleeping that night. All of a sudden, we woke up, and everybody was watching the news on TV. My parents were not in the house with us at that time. My aunt was very angry while watching TV and her husband started saying bad things about my parents. At first, I could not understand what was going on. I had no idea what a coup was. I was a very innocent girl who had no idea about what\u2019s happening.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Then we went back to E. I didn\u2019t know that nothing would be the same again. It was so strange. I really loved my friends and my teachers at the school. It was one of the best high schools for me. The worst thing that happened to me was to leave the school. I thought I would just switch schools and that would be it. It didn\u2019t work out that way. All my friends were also in the process of transferring to other schools. I had to leave my friends and teachers. It was a very sad summer for all of us.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">After a while, people who we knew started being jailed one by one. There is a woman (Mrs A) who we know here. She\u2019s so close to us &#8211; like a family member. Her husband was one of the first who was jailed and we were emotionally impacted by that. He was released from jail after a while. My father was not detained at that time &#8211; he was only suspended from his job. This was maybe the most emotional time for me. We went to pick up Mr. A from the prison when he was released. We went there around 10-11 pm but he was released around 3 am. It was a very strange night I will never forget. They released about 5-6 people the same night. He was the last one being released that night. He and my father were like brothers. His relatives were also there to see him. He hugged his siblings and they were happy. When he came to hug my father they got emotional and they started crying. That was the first and the last time I saw them crying. It was a dramatic night that I will never forget.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">After a while, they detained Mr. A again. My father was now also detained. The worst part is that none of our relatives were defending us. All these things happened to us and they still judged us for being who we are. They still thought that we were guilty. When my father was detained, my mother would stay alone at home because I and my sibling would go to school during the daytime. Our relatives were visiting us and they were crying all the time. It was after three years when they detained my father. We were seeing other people being detained, so somehow we were getting used to the idea of people being detained and sent to jail so we were kind of ready for that, just like God prepared us for this.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">One morning I was having my breakfast. Police came to our house with cameras. They searched the house- it was weird. I got goosebumps. Normally, I am a very emotional person and I cry for everything. When all these things started, I would cry every time someone was jailed or anything. After three years, I learned how to mock with my agony, which is kind of tragic.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">I am the older one, eighteen years old. My sibling is in elementary school. She is little, so she did not respond well to all these things. I was with her when they first detained my father. He was detained for 5-6 days and we waited for him to be released. The lawyer told us that there was nothing to worry about, and he could be released immediately, but he wasn\u2019t. It was a Friday when I came home. My mother was lying on the bed, she was very sick. There was a neighbor in the house and I thought something bad happened again. Nobody told me anything and they expected me to figure it out. Then they told me that my father was detained. I did not cry for my father that day, although I had cried for other people who were detained before. I did not cry after that at all. On Monday morning we went to see him in the jail. I saw another man while waiting to see my father in the prison. He was bringing college entrance exam preparation books for his grandchildren and he was asking whether or not they would let them in the prison. I was getting prepared for the college entrance exam, too. I was even studying while I was waiting to see my father. For a moment, I put myself in the shoes of the person who was getting prepared for the exam in the prison. It felt weird\u2026.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">(Crying) My mom was the one giving me strength. Because there were no relatives here, she was on her own. After my father went to jail, I had to be strong as well. Also, I had to be strong to protect my mom against our relatives. During those years, I met a lot of people in prison with very sad stories. I was thanking God after I heard what they went through. My mom and I found jobs to make ends meet without asking for help. There were such horrible stories. Neither me or my sibling were old enough, but we were aware of everything. My father\u2019s ward was full of young people. There were a lot of children when we went to prison to visit my father. You saw all these kids going through this, they were crying when guards tried to search them. You saw other kids crying when it\u2019s time to leave. This makes you even more thankful. We talked to my dad through a phone and glass wall between us every three weeks. There were kids crying because they couldn\u2019t touch their parents. You start thinking about it and cry but you\u2019re thankful. Then you become strong.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">It\u2019s very sad to see families go through this. Imagine an old mother who goes to see her son in prison. She is very sick and old already, and she sees her son in prison with his own health problems which adds even more to her sickness. There was another woman who lost her job. Her husband lost his job and they have two kids to take care of. We met lots of people who were disowned by their own parents, and they\u2019re left alone with kids and no jobs. I will never understand how a parent could do this to his\/her own child. Very strange.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">It was a different feeling that no one else would understand what we were going through. I would talk to other people and feel like an alien. They have no clue what we\u2019re going through &#8211; and some don\u2019t even care. They ask me why I take it so seriously. Most of the time I wouldn\u2019t be able to join my peer\u2019s conversations. I was not laughing at the same funny stuff anymore. I felt like we belonged to a different world. When I went to visit my father in prison, I would meet others with the same faith. We would talk for fifteen minutes, but connected with them right away. They told me what they went through in three years, and I would start worrying about them. It felt like we were friends for ten years, and we started sharing all our secrets with each other. Both my parents were working before. We were economically in good shape. After these events, both my parents were fired. Nobody would hire them either. However, this idea of sharing was making us feel like we have everything. For example, another family who is economically struggling is trying to help my family. They share everything they have. Getting familiar with all these people, I ask myself, \u201chow can they be such good people?\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">There are really nice people out there. They all have different stories and they all went through difficult times. Some have problems with their families, some have economic issues. Others are in a situation in which both couples are in prison, but are in different cities. There was a guy in my father\u2019s ward. His wife gave birth after he was jailed. They tried to be happy and celebrate in prison because the guy had a baby. Then, they jailed his wife (crying) when the baby was so little and they sent her to another city. Grandmother was looking after the baby. They jailed a woman who just gave birth. After I see all these things, I thank God because we (my sibling and I) have at least our mother with us. We are not alone. We have a lot of people supporting us. We know many people (crying).<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Now what I want to do in the future is&#8230;My parents want me to go abroad. My name is mentioned in some of the court documents, too. They don\u2019t want me to get in trouble in the future, so they want me to go abroad. I really want to go too but, you know &#8211; the economic situation here. It\u2019s not that easy. I do not think we can afford it. All these things took a toll on me. I start studying but I start daydreaming, or thinking about all these things that happened to us. I don\u2019t even know what I am thinking about, but I cannot study for a long time.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Then, you know, they tell you, \u201cYou should not give up, this is not the end, it could have happened to anybody.\u201d I know that, but it still feels weird when it happens to you. At first, I could not pay attention to my studies, but then I was able to focus again. It makes me sad because there are a lot of people out there that need help. I would like to help all of them but it\u2019s not possible. There are so many of them. They still don\u2019t give up. They find a job to make their ends meet.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">I saw a lot of people &#8211; especially women &#8211; who don\u2019t give up. I never saw a single person who would complain. They are all fighting against all odds. You see them and you become a fighter too. For example, three years ago, I never knew how to pay bills, but now I do. I was just a regular person who had a simple life between home and school. I guess what happened to me is called \u201cbecoming mature.\u201d I am fifteen years old, but I feel like I am in my thirties. I did not want all these things to happen, but now I look back and see the empty life I had before. When I say empty, I mean I wasn\u2019t working towards anything.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">I had such a happy life, friends, and family! Everything was ruined all of a sudden. For instance, I had a friend for eight years, but after these things happened, she stopped talking to me, seeing me. It happened very suddenly. I took it personally at first and I cried a lot. Now I look back and think that I don\u2019t need her friendship. She was not a real friend. I am glad she is not in my life anymore. Stories I heard at prison are worth a lifetime. I feel like I get one year older everytime I visit the prison.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Our court process was faster than others\u2019. They kept postponing others. Ours was postponed only twice. My father was sentenced to six years and three months. In his court, he was being accused of sending me to this private school and college preparation programs. And also having a bank account in Bank Asya (one of the banks that was shut down by the government) like everybody else. There was a guy who testified against my father and he said, \u201cI saw him here and there.\u201d That\u2019s it &#8211; and of course his phone records.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">I later learned that, when they questioned my father, he told them he did not know many of the records on his phone. They\u2019re all our friends, schoolteachers, etc. The records kept telling my name because I went to that school.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">I would like to study Biology but God knows the best.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">My mom told me to get a passport just in case. I didn\u2019t want to get it, because if I leave the country, she would be all alone. My father will stay in jail for 6 years, what can she do all alone here? We argued over this. We agreed on something. She cried at the beginning, and then she no longer cries because of us. She had to be strong. We helped other families, and they helped us too. For instance, I have a friend whose parents are both in the jail. None of her relatives want her. I try to empathize with her and I think I would lose my mind if I were in her shoes. God gives you patience for such things. My friends always tell me they would never be as strong as I am, but I think about the same for others. But, it does not work that way. I feel strong.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">That\u2019s all. There is a lot to talk about but that\u2019s all I can think of right now.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong>Turkish Transcription:<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/sites.bu.edu\/storiesofwomen\/stories\/\">Back to list of interviews<\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u00d6ncelikle kendi ses kayd\u0131m\u0131n kullan\u0131lmas\u0131na izin veriyorum. Ad\u0131m X. \u015eu an T\u00fcrkiye\u2019de E.\u2019de ya\u015f\u0131yorum.18 ya\u015f\u0131nday\u0131m. Lise son s\u0131n\u0131ftay\u0131m. Hala \u015fu an devam ediyorum. S\u0131nava haz\u0131rlan\u0131yorum. T\u00fcm bu olaylar hi\u00e7 ba\u015flamadan \u00f6nce, 3 sene filan \u00f6nceydi, ben 15 ya\u015f\u0131ndayd\u0131m. \u015eimdi 18 ya\u015f\u0131nday\u0131m. Benim i\u00e7in biraz ani olmu\u015ftu. \u00c7\u00fcnk\u00fc k\u00fc\u00e7\u00fckt\u00fcm o zamanlar ve b\u00f6yle hi\u00e7bir \u015feyin fark\u0131nda olmayan biriydim birazc\u0131k da o zamanlar. 3 y\u0131l \u00f6nceki benle \u015fimdiki ben aras\u0131nda da\u011flar kadar fark var. \u00c7\u00fcnk\u00fc hi\u00e7 beklenmedik olaylar bir anda ger\u00e7ekle\u015fti. Ben ilk kez burada 15 ya\u015f\u0131nda XX lisesine gitmi\u015ftim. Tabi insanlar bunu ilk ba\u015fta \u00e7ok garip kar\u015f\u0131lam\u0131\u015ft\u0131. Bir \u00e7ok arkada\u015f\u0131m ilk \u00f6nce o okula gitti\u011fim i\u00e7in benimle konu\u015fmad\u0131.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Sonra dokuzuncu s\u0131n\u0131f\u0131n yaz tatilinde, darbe gecesi biz B&#8230;\u2019da teyzemlerin yan\u0131ndayd\u0131k o gece, uyuyorduk galiba tam hat\u0131rlayam\u0131yorum. Birden uyanm\u0131\u015ft\u0131k \u00e7ok garipti herkes televizyona bak\u0131yordu. Annemler yoktu orada, ba\u015fka bir evdeydiler. Teyzemler de \u00e7ok sinirlenmi\u015fti. Eni\u015ftem annemlere \u00e7ok k\u00f6t\u00fc \u015feyler s\u00f6ylemeye ba\u015flad\u0131. Ne oldu\u011funu \u00e7ok anlayamam\u0131\u015ft\u0131m zaten en ba\u015f\u0131nda. Darbenin ne oldu\u011funu falan zaten bilmiyordum o zamanlar, \u00e7ok k\u00fc\u00e7\u00fckt\u00fcm ve hi\u00e7bir \u015feyden haberi olmayan a\u015f\u0131r\u0131 derecede masum bir k\u0131zd\u0131m.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Ondan sonra biz tekrar E.\u2019e d\u00f6nd\u00fck. O g\u00fcnden sonra ger\u00e7ekten hayat\u0131m\u0131n de\u011fi\u015fece\u011fini ben de hi\u00e7 beklemiyordum. Her \u015fey \u00e7ok garip bir \u015fekilde oldu. Ben o sene okuluma ba\u015flad\u0131\u011f\u0131mda \u00e7ok sevmi\u015ftim arkada\u015flar\u0131m\u0131, \u00f6\u011fretmenlerimi. Benim i\u00e7in bulunabilecek en iyi lise ortamlar\u0131ndan biriydi. En ba\u015fta en k\u00f6t\u00fcs\u00fc o liseden ayr\u0131l\u0131k olmu\u015ftu benim i\u00e7in, \u00e7ok \u00fcz\u00fcc\u00fc bir durumdu. Bu liseden ayr\u0131l\u0131r\u0131m ba\u015fka okula ge\u00e7erim biter diye d\u00fc\u015f\u00fcnm\u00fc\u015ft\u00fcm. Ama \u00f6yle olmad\u0131, ba\u015fka okula yaz\u0131lma s\u00fcre\u00e7lerimiz oldu. Arkada\u015flar\u0131m\u0131zla ayr\u0131ld\u0131k ac\u0131l\u0131 ve h\u00fcz\u00fcnl\u00fc bir yaz oldu.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Aradan biraz zaman ge\u00e7ti, b\u00fct\u00fcn tan\u0131d\u0131klar\u0131m\u0131z teker teker i\u00e7eriye girmeye ba\u015flad\u0131lar. \u015eimdi b\u00f6yle s\u00f6yleyince garip oldu biraz ama, bizim burada bir kar\u015f\u0131 kom\u015fumuz var A. teyze diye. F. teyzenin tan\u0131d\u0131klar\u0131, biz de onun arac\u0131l\u0131\u011f\u0131yla tan\u0131\u015ft\u0131k. \u00c7ok yak\u0131n\u0131z onlarla, bir\u00e7ok akrabam\u0131zdan bile daha yak\u0131n, daha de\u011ferli insanlard\u0131r bizim i\u00e7in. \u0130lk ba\u015fta onun e\u015finin i\u00e7eri al\u0131nmas\u0131 belki ilk olmas\u0131ndan dolay\u0131 bizi \u00e7ok etkiledi. Bir s\u00fcre ge\u00e7tikten sonra tahliye olmu\u015ftu onun e\u015fi. Benim babam daha o zaman d\u0131\u015far\u0131dayd\u0131, bir \u015fey olmam\u0131\u015ft\u0131. Sadece a\u00e7\u0131\u011fa al\u0131nm\u0131\u015ft\u0131. Beni bu olaylar i\u00e7inde en \u00e7ok etkileyen de bu olmu\u015ftu galiba. A. amcan\u0131n tahliye g\u00fcn\u00fc biz hapishanenin \u00e7\u0131k\u0131\u015f\u0131na gitmi\u015ftik. Onu arabayla almak i\u00e7in saat 10-11 gibi gitmi\u015ftik ama 3\u2019e do\u011fru ancak b\u0131rakt\u0131lar. Dosya i\u015fleri filan y\u00fcz\u00fcnden baya beklemi\u015ftik d\u0131\u015far\u0131da. Hi\u00e7 unutam\u0131yorum \u00e7ok de\u011fi\u015fik bir geceydi. \u00c7\u00fcnk\u00fc teker teker herkes \u00e7\u0131km\u0131\u015ft\u0131 5-6 ki\u015fi salm\u0131\u015flard\u0131. En son \u00e7\u0131kan oydu. Onunla benim babam\u0131n aras\u0131nda \u00e7ok de\u011fi\u015fik bir ili\u015fkileri vard\u0131. \u00c7ok yak\u0131n arkada\u015flard\u0131r, karde\u015ften \u00f6te birbirlerini severler. O g\u00fcn orada A. amca \u00e7\u0131kt\u0131\u011f\u0131nda kendi karde\u015fleri vard\u0131, bir s\u00fcr\u00fc akrabalar\u0131 vard\u0131, herkes gelmi\u015fti. A. amca tek tek b\u00fct\u00fcn karde\u015flerine sar\u0131ld\u0131 ama sar\u0131l\u0131p ge\u00e7mi\u015fti sanki mutluluktan g\u00fcl\u00fcyorlard\u0131 onlar. Sonra babama geldi\u011finde sar\u0131ld\u0131lar, ba\u011f\u0131rarak a\u011flam\u0131\u015flard\u0131. Ben o g\u00fcn orada ikisini de ilk ve son kez a\u011flarken g\u00f6rm\u00fc\u015ft\u00fcm, hakikaten hem babam\u0131 hem de babam gibi sevdi\u011fim bir insan\u0131 orada a\u011flarken g\u00f6rm\u00fc\u015ft\u00fcm. K\u00f6t\u00fcyd\u00fc, birazc\u0131k dramatik bir geceydi. Bunu hi\u00e7 unutam\u0131yorum \u00f6zellikle.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">O g\u00fcnden sonra tabi A. amcay\u0131 geri i\u00e7eri ald\u0131lar. Bu senenin ba\u015f\u0131nda da babam i\u00e7eriye girdi. \u0130\u015fte burada k\u00f6t\u00fc olan \u015fey de akrabalar\u0131m\u0131z bizi ve bizim savunduklar\u0131m\u0131z\u0131 savunmuyorlard\u0131. En ba\u015f\u0131ndan beri kar\u015f\u0131yd\u0131lar. Bu kadar \u015fey ya\u015fand\u0131 bitti, ama hala da bize kar\u015f\u0131lar. Hala haks\u0131z oldu\u011fumuzu d\u00fc\u015f\u00fcn\u00fcrler. Babam i\u00e7eri al\u0131nd\u0131\u011f\u0131nda annem evde tek kal\u0131yordu, \u00e7\u00fcnk\u00fc ben ve karde\u015fim okula gidiyorduk. Akrabalar\u0131m\u0131z geliyordu, ev hep kalabal\u0131k oluyordu, s\u00fcrekli a\u011fl\u0131yorlard\u0131. \u00dczerinden \u00fc\u00e7 y\u0131l ge\u00e7mi\u015fti mesela, biz o kadar k\u00f6t\u00fc kar\u015f\u0131lamam\u0131\u015ft\u0131k. \u00c7\u00fcnk\u00fc o kadar \u00e7ok ki\u015finin ba\u015f\u0131na gelmi\u015fti ki bu olay. \u00dc\u00e7 y\u0131l ge\u00e7mi\u015f aradan ve sonradan ald\u0131lar babam\u0131 i\u00e7eri, sanki Allah bizi al\u0131\u015ft\u0131rm\u0131\u015f.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">O g\u00fcn sabahtan kahvalt\u0131 ediyordum. O zaman geldi polisler, ellerinde kamerayla. Sabah evi aram\u0131\u015flard\u0131, garip bir olayd\u0131. \u0130nsan\u0131n i\u00e7i \u00fcrperiyor! Normalde ben \u00e7ok duygusal bir insan\u0131md\u0131r her \u015feyde \u00e7ok a\u011flayan bir insan\u0131md\u0131r. Bu olaylar ba\u015flad\u0131\u011f\u0131nda birileri i\u00e7eri girdi\u011finde \u00e7\u0131kt\u0131\u011f\u0131nda herkese, her \u015feye a\u011flard\u0131m. Ama \u00fc\u00e7 y\u0131l\u0131n sonunda belki de trajik bir \u015fekilde ya\u015fanan \u015feylere g\u00fcler oldum, ac\u0131m\u0131zla dalga ge\u00e7meyi \u00f6\u011frendim bir bak\u0131ma.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">B\u00fcy\u00fc\u011f\u00fcm, 18 ya\u015f\u0131nday\u0131m, karde\u015fim daha ilkokula gidiyor, yedinci s\u0131n\u0131fa. O biraz daha k\u00fc\u00e7\u00fck oldu\u011fu i\u00e7in tabi normal kar\u015f\u0131lamad\u0131. Ben babam\u0131 ilk i\u00e7eri ald\u0131klar\u0131nda yan\u0131ndayd\u0131m, nezarette kalm\u0131\u015ft\u0131 5-6 g\u00fcn, biz \u00e7\u0131kar diye bekledik. \u00c7\u00fcnk\u00fc avukatla g\u00f6r\u00fc\u015ft\u00fc\u011f\u00fcm\u00fczde \u201cBir \u015fey yok, salarlar\u201d demi\u015fti. Ama sonra \u00e7\u0131karmad\u0131lar zaten. Cuma g\u00fcn\u00fcyd\u00fc eve geldi\u011fimde. Annem koltukta yat\u0131yordu, baya\u011f\u0131 hastalanm\u0131\u015ft\u0131. Kom\u015fumuz filan vard\u0131 yan\u0131nda. Dedim galiba yine k\u00f6t\u00fc bir \u015fey oldu, ama ne oldu bilmiyorum. Kimse bana bir \u015fey s\u00f6ylemedi en ba\u015fta. Sanki herkes anlamam\u0131 bekliyormu\u015f gibiydi. Sonra dediler babam tutuklanm\u0131\u015f hapse g\u00f6t\u00fcrm\u00fc\u015fler diye. Ben mesela daha \u00f6nce tutuklanan insanlara i\u00e7in a\u011flad\u0131\u011f\u0131m halde, o g\u00fcn hi\u00e7 a\u011flamad\u0131m, ondan sonra da a\u011flamad\u0131m. Mesela bir pazartesi sabah\u0131yd\u0131, g\u00f6r\u00fc\u015fler \u00e7ok erken saatte oluyordu. Bir g\u00fcn gitmi\u015ftik. Orada beklerken bir amca gelmi\u015fti s\u0131rada beklerken. Ben de o zaman \u00fcniversite s\u0131nav\u0131na haz\u0131rlan\u0131yordum. Buldu\u011fum her yerde de ders \u00e7al\u0131\u015f\u0131yordum zaman k\u0131s\u0131tl\u0131 oldu\u011fu i\u00e7in. O g\u00fcn amca g\u00f6revlilere, torunu i\u00e7in yan\u0131nda \u00fcniversite haz\u0131rl\u0131k kitaplar\u0131 getirdi\u011fini ve onlar\u0131 i\u00e7eri al\u0131p almayacaklar\u0131n\u0131 sormu\u015ftu. Kendimi bir an onun yerinde d\u00fc\u015f\u00fcnd\u00fcm. Garip oluyor d\u00fc\u015f\u00fcn\u00fcnce.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">(A\u011fl\u0131yor) Beni a\u00e7\u0131k\u00e7as\u0131 ayakta tutan \u015feylerden biri annemdi. \u00c7\u00fcnk\u00fc hi\u00e7 akrabam\u0131z yok. Annem burada tek ba\u015f\u0131na kal\u0131yordu, Babam gittikten sonra da onun i\u00e7inde g\u00fc\u00e7l\u00fc olmak zorundayd\u0131m. Annemi de di\u011fer t\u00fcm akrabalar\u0131m\u0131za kar\u015f\u0131 korumak i\u00e7indi, g\u00fc\u00e7l\u00fc olmak zorundayd\u0131m. Asl\u0131nda beni ayakta tutan \u015fey benim \u00e7ok g\u00fc\u00e7l\u00fc olmam de\u011fildi. Yani bu s\u00fcre\u00e7te o kadar \u00e7ok insan, farkl\u0131 insan tan\u0131d\u0131m ki, hapishane g\u00f6r\u00fc\u015flerine gitti\u011fimde insan\u0131 derbeder eden hikayeler hayatlar vard\u0131. O insanlar\u0131 dinleyerek kendime o kadar \u015f\u00fckrediyorum. Kimseye hi\u00e7bir zaman muhta\u00e7 olmad\u0131k. Annem \u00e7al\u0131\u015ft\u0131, ben \u00e7al\u0131\u015ft\u0131m. Hi\u00e7bir zaman kimseye muhta\u00e7 olmad\u0131k. O kadar k\u00f6t\u00fc hikayeler var ki! Ben de b\u00fcy\u00fck de\u011fildim, karde\u015fim de b\u00fcy\u00fck de\u011fildi. Ama bir \u015feyi anlayabilecek ya\u015ftayd\u0131k. Mesela babam, abi sayende hep iyi gen\u00e7lerin oldu\u011fu ko\u011fu\u015fa konulmu\u015ftu en ba\u015fta gitti\u011finde. Her gelen ailenin bir annesi babas\u0131 gelirdi, bir de 1-2 tane k\u00fc\u00e7\u00fck \u00e7ocuklar\u0131 gelirdi. Biz gitti\u011fimizde ko\u011fu\u015fta bayram g\u00fcn\u00fc gibi olurdu etrafta bir s\u00fcr\u00fc \u00e7ocuklar, \u00e7ok fazla \u00e7ocuk olurdu. Biz bile ya\u015fl\u0131 kal\u0131yorduk onlar\u0131n i\u00e7inde. Onlar\u0131 b\u00f6yle g\u00f6r\u00fcyorsun, \u00e7ocuklar\u0131 hapishanede. Sonra bir s\u00fcr\u00fc aramalardan ge\u00e7iyoruz, bizler, \u00e7ocuklar a\u011fl\u0131yorlar, ge\u00e7mek istemiyorlar. Sonra onlar\u0131 g\u00f6r\u00fcnce iyi ki diyorsun k\u00fc\u00e7\u00fck bir \u00e7ocu\u011fumuz yok onlar gibi. Babas\u0131ndan ayr\u0131 a\u011flayan \u00e7ocuklar g\u00f6r\u00fcyorsun ve daha \u00e7ok \u015f\u00fckrediyorsun haline. \u00dc\u00e7 haftada bir, cam\u0131n duvar\u0131n arkas\u0131ndan g\u00f6r\u00fc\u015f\u00fcyoruz telefonla. Onda da yine k\u00fc\u00e7\u00fck \u00e7ocuklar da geliyordu ve babas\u0131na dokunamad\u0131\u011f\u0131 i\u00e7in a\u011flayan \u00e7ocuklar vard\u0131. Gittik\u00e7e g\u00f6rerek insan oturuyor. D\u00fc\u015f\u00fcn\u00fcyorsun, \u00fcz\u00fcl\u00fcyorsun, a\u011fl\u0131yorsun ama daha sonra \u015f\u00fck\u00fcr ediyorsun haline. G\u00fc\u00e7l\u00fc oluyorsun.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Ya\u015fl\u0131lar, hasta kad\u0131n o\u011flunu o \u015fekilde g\u00f6r\u00fcyor. O\u011flunu ya da k\u0131z\u0131n\u0131 o halde g\u00f6rmek ac\u0131 verici. \u0130ki tane \u00e7ocu\u011fuyla, hem kendisi hem e\u015fi i\u015fsiz kalm\u0131\u015f kad\u0131nlar\u0131n yan\u0131nda kendimi \u00e7ok \u015fansl\u0131 hissediyorum. Hala da \u00f6yle. Bug\u00fcne kadar mesela bir s\u00fcr\u00fc ki\u015finin evine gittim, onlar da bizim evimize geldi. Annesi babas\u0131 taraf\u0131ndan hi\u00e7 kabul edilmemi\u015f, ortada kalm\u0131\u015f Bir\u00e7ok insan ve ki onlar\u0131n \u00e7ocuklar\u0131 da var, ortada kalm\u0131\u015f tek ba\u015f\u0131na ne yaps\u0131n? Hakikaten, o kadar k\u00f6t\u00fc bir durum ki, bir insan\u0131n evlad\u0131n\u0131 kabul etmemesini, ne olursa olsun hi\u00e7 anlayamad\u0131m. Hala da anlayam\u0131yorum zaten. Garip bir durum.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Ama b\u00f6yle biz bir araya geldi\u011fimizde oturup topla\u015ft\u0131\u011f\u0131m\u0131zda, konu\u015ftu\u011fumuzda, sanki bizi bizden ba\u015fka kimse anlam\u0131yor diye \u00f6nce a\u011fl\u0131yorduk, sonra g\u00fcl\u00fcyorduk. Hakikaten ac\u0131n\u0131 ba\u015fka birinin anlamas\u0131, onlarla payla\u015fman \u00e7ok g\u00fczel bir \u015fey. \u00c7\u00fcnk\u00fc t\u00fcm bu olaylardan sonra d\u0131\u015far\u0131 \u00e7\u0131kt\u0131\u011f\u0131mda, t\u00fcm bunlardan habersiz, yani art\u0131k gen\u00e7li\u011fin, T\u00fcrkiye\u2019deki gen\u00e7li\u011fin \u015fu andaki halini az \u00e7ok biliyorsunuzdur durumunu. Umursamazl\u0131k, tahamm\u00fcls\u00fczl\u00fck onlar\u0131n yan\u0131nda art\u0131k b\u00f6yle uzayl\u0131 gibi kalmaya ba\u015flad\u0131k. Neden her \u015fey bu kadar ciddiye al\u0131yorsun, neden bu kadar olgun kar\u015f\u0131l\u0131yorsun gibi. Hakikaten ger\u00e7ekten bunu \u00e7o\u011fu zaman hissettim. Bazen ya\u015f\u0131tlar\u0131m\u0131n sohbetlerine kat\u0131lamad\u0131\u011f\u0131m\u0131, veya onlarla e\u015fit mizah seviyesine bile sahip de\u011fildik. Art\u0131k farkl\u0131 d\u00fcnyalar\u0131n insanlar\u0131yd\u0131k gibiyiz. Mesela g\u00f6r\u00fc\u015fte rastgele, sadece 15 dakikada bir insan\u0131 tan\u0131yorum. 15 dakikada bana 3 senede ne ya\u015fad\u0131\u011f\u0131n\u0131 hayat hikayesini anlat\u0131yor, oturuyorsun birbirine \u00fcz\u00fcl\u00fcyorsun. Sanki b\u00f6yle onunla 10 y\u0131ll\u0131k arkada\u015f ya da dostmu\u015fsun gibi sohbet edebiliyorsun. T\u00fcm s\u0131rr\u0131n\u0131, her \u015feyini anlatabiliyorsun. Sonra de\u011fi\u015fik bir yard\u0131mla\u015fma, payla\u015fma ge\u00e7iyor aran\u0131zda. Mesela benim t\u00fcm bu olaylardan \u00f6nce annem de \u00e7al\u0131\u015f\u0131yordu babam da. Bizim durumumuz iyiydi. Bu olaylardan sonra ikisi de i\u015ften \u00e7\u0131kar\u0131ld\u0131. Babam sonra girdi filan, hi\u00e7bir gelirimiz yoktu bizim ekonomik olarak. Anneme de babama da i\u015f vermiyorlard\u0131 zaten. Ama durumumuzun annemle babam\u0131n \u00e7al\u0131\u015f\u0131yor oldu\u011fu zaman\u0131m\u0131zdan daha iyi oldu\u011fu zamanlar\u0131 bilirim. \u00d6yle bir yard\u0131mla\u015fma var ki, insan\u0131n elinde zaten yok ama yine de sana veriyor. Yani hakikaten mucizevi bir durum diyebilirim. Kimsede para yok ayn\u0131 zamanda ama herkes de birbirine veriyor. \u00d6yle bir yard\u0131mla\u015fma vard\u0131 ger\u00e7ekten de. En g\u00fczeli de zaten, duruyorsun b\u00f6yle, t\u00fcm bu ya\u015fananlardan sonra b\u00f6yle insanlar\u0131 g\u00f6r\u00fcyorsun, bu kadar iyi olabilir mi?<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Hakikaten bu kadar iyi insanlar olabiliyor. \u00c7ok g\u00fczel insanlar tan\u0131d\u0131m bu yolda. \u00c7ok de\u011fi\u015fik insanlarla tan\u0131\u015ft\u0131m ve herkesin hayat hikayesi kendine g\u00f6re farkl\u0131, kendine g\u00f6re ac\u0131 bir hikayesi var. Kimi ailesi ile problemli, kimi ekonomik problemli, kimi burada e\u015fi ba\u015fka \u015fehirde, en de\u011fi\u015fik \u015feyleri hapishaneye g\u00f6r\u00fc\u015fe gitti\u011fimde \u00f6\u011frendim. Mesela babam\u0131n hapishanede ko\u011fu\u015fta tan\u0131\u015ft\u0131\u011f\u0131 bir arkada\u015f\u0131 vard\u0131, kendisi i\u00e7eri girdi, 3 ay sonra e\u015fi d\u0131\u015far\u0131da do\u011fum yapt\u0131. Hatta o g\u00fcn ko\u011fu\u015fta babam, adam sevinmi\u015f. \u00c7ocu\u011fu olmu\u015f sonu\u00e7ta. Baya\u011f\u0131 bir e\u011flenmi\u015fler, g\u00fclm\u00fc\u015fler falan. \u0130\u015fte sonra (a\u011flama h\u0131\u00e7k\u0131r\u0131k); 2 ya da 3 ay ge\u00e7ti tam da bilmiyorum e\u015fini i\u00e7eri ald\u0131lar, hem de ba\u015fka bir \u015fehre g\u00f6t\u00fcrd\u00fcler, \u00e7ocu\u011fa filan da anneannesi bak\u0131yordu zaten. En garip olay buydu. Buna \u00e7ok \u00fcz\u00fclm\u00fc\u015ft\u00fcm. Daha yeni do\u011fum yapm\u0131\u015f bir kad\u0131n\u0131 i\u00e7eri ald\u0131lar ger\u00e7ekten de. \u0130\u015fte bunlar\u0131 g\u00f6rd\u00fck\u00e7e diyorsun, en az\u0131ndan bizim annemiz yan\u0131m\u0131zda, biz var\u0131z, anlayabiliyoruz bir \u015feyleri. Tek ba\u015f\u0131m\u0131za de\u011filiz. Hani burada bize destek \u00e7\u0131kan bir s\u00fcr\u00fc arkada\u015f\u0131m\u0131z var. Yani bir s\u00fcr\u00fc tan\u0131d\u0131\u011f\u0131m\u0131z var. (A\u011flama h\u0131\u00e7k\u0131r\u0131k)<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Asl\u0131nda hedefim \u015f\u00f6yle. Bunu biz \u00f6nceden de \u00e7ok istiyorduk ki, bu s\u00fcre\u00e7lerden sonra annemle babam da \u00f6zellikle benim yurtd\u0131\u015f\u0131na gitmemi \u00e7ok istiyorlar. Belirli dosyalarda ad\u0131m fazla ge\u00e7iyor. Bundan dolay\u0131 da hep benimle dalga ge\u00e7erler. \u201c\u00c7ok fazla konu\u015fma senin dosyan kabar\u0131k diye\u201d dalgam ge\u00e7ilir. Bu y\u00fczden de ileriki zamanlarda hayat\u0131m kararmas\u0131n diye, yurtd\u0131\u015f\u0131na g\u00f6ndermeyi annemler \u00e7ok istiyor. Tabii ki ben de \u00e7ok isterim gitmek ama yani ekonomik olarak durum belli, gitmek o kadar basit ve ucuz da de\u011fil. Ama hani bunun i\u00e7in \u00e7al\u0131\u015f\u0131yoruz. T\u00fcm bu olaylar bu sene oldu. \u00c7al\u0131\u015fmam\u0131 etkiledi mi evet hani en ba\u015f\u0131nda etkiledi. \u0130lk bir hafta. \u00c7al\u0131\u015fmak i\u00e7in masaya oturdum, \u00e7al\u0131\u015fmaya ba\u015flad\u0131m ama sonra ne oluyor bilmiyorum sonra bir anda \u00e7al\u0131\u015fma hi\u00e7 ba\u015flamam\u0131\u015f gibi bitiyor, uzaklara dal\u0131p gidiyorsun. Ne d\u00fc\u015f\u00fcnd\u00fc\u011f\u00fcm\u00fc de bilmiyorum. Bir \u015fey d\u00fc\u015f\u00fcnm\u00fcyorum asl\u0131nda ama \u00e7al\u0131\u015famad\u0131m baya\u011f\u0131 uzun bir s\u00fcre.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Sonra hani konu\u015fma yapanlar \u00e7ok olur ya! B\u0131rakmaman laz\u0131m, senin kendini kurtarman laz\u0131m, bu bir son de\u011fil, herkesin ba\u015f\u0131na gelebilir. Bunu biliyordum zaten ama insan\u0131n kendi ba\u015f\u0131na gelince bir farkl\u0131 oluyor. Daha bir hakikaten de\u011fi\u015fik oluyor. Bende de \u00f6yle oldu, en ba\u015f\u0131nda \u00e7al\u0131\u015famad\u0131m ama sonra toparlad\u0131m. \u015eimdi gayet g\u00fczel devam ediyorum. \u015eimdi arada bir gene oturuyor, kafaya gelince \u00fcz\u00fcl\u00fcyoruz. Ben de \u00fcz\u00fcl\u00fcyorum, \u00e7\u00fcnk\u00fc hakikaten ben kendimi d\u00fc\u015f\u00fcnd\u00fc\u011f\u00fcmde bizim hi\u00e7bir \u015feyimiz yok diyebilirim. Yani \u015fu an bile yedi\u011fimiz \u00f6n\u00fcm\u00fczde yemedi\u011fimiz arkam\u0131zda ama o kadar \u00e7ok insan var ki yard\u0131ma muhta\u00e7. Yani hepsine ula\u015fmak isterim, hepsine yard\u0131m etmek isterim. Ama i\u015fte m\u00fcmk\u00fcn de\u011fil ger\u00e7ekten o kadar \u00e7ok ki. O kadar \u00e7oook. Ama bu kadar s\u0131k\u0131nt\u0131n\u0131n i\u00e7inde hepsi kendine bir ekmek kap\u0131s\u0131 bulmu\u015f, hepsi kendine bir yol \u00e7izmi\u015f. Bizim insan\u0131m\u0131z dedi\u011fimiz mesele bence bu birazc\u0131k.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Hani nerede olursa olsun m\u00fccadele etmi\u015f kad\u0131n, tek ba\u015f\u0131na olsa da, \u00e7ocuklar\u0131yla olsa da buralara kadar gelmi\u015f. Mesela ben bug\u00fcne kadar bir s\u00fcr\u00fc insanla tan\u0131\u015ft\u0131m ama hi\u00e7 g\u00f6rmedim \u201cYeter art\u0131k, b\u0131kt\u0131m art\u0131k, ben dayanamayaca\u011f\u0131m\u201d deyip b\u00f6yle nefret eden, olaylara isyan eden hi\u00e7 g\u00f6rmedim. Hep m\u00fccadeleci insanlarla tan\u0131\u015f\u0131nca kendin de zaten bir anda bak\u0131yorsun m\u00fccadeleci olmu\u015fsun. Kendi ba\u015f\u0131na her \u015feyi yapar hale gelmi\u015fsin. Hani mesela ben bundan \u00fc\u00e7 sene \u00f6nce, sorsan\u0131z elektrik faturas\u0131 dahi yat\u0131rmay\u0131 bilmem, gidip bankaya filan. Bunlar\u0131 hi\u00e7 hi\u00e7 bilmeyen biriydim. Okuldan eve, evden okula giden, \u00e7ok a\u015f\u0131r\u0131 s\u0131radan bir hayat\u0131 olan bir insand\u0131m. B\u00f6yle bunlardan sonra her \u015feyi birdenbire b\u00f6yle kendili\u011finden \u00f6\u011freniveriyorsun zaten. Buna da muhtemelen \u201colgunla\u015fmak\u201d denir herhalde. Bir anda olgunla\u015f\u0131veriyorsun. Sanki 15 ya\u015f\u0131ndas\u0131n ama bir anda 30 ya\u015f\u0131nda olmu\u015f gibi oluyorsun. B\u00f6yle tabii ki bunlar\u0131n olmas\u0131n\u0131 istemezdim ama bunlar\u0131 ya\u015fay\u0131nca da diyorum ki, ben asl\u0131nda bundan 3 y\u0131l \u00f6nce ne kadar bo\u015f bir hayat ya\u015f\u0131yormu\u015fum diyorum bazen. Hani bo\u015ftan kast\u0131m hayatta hi\u00e7bir amac\u0131m yoktu sanki bir \u015fey yapmak i\u00e7in \u00e7abalam\u0131yordum.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Gayet mutlu bir hayat\u0131m, arkada\u015flar\u0131m, evim, ailem! Ondan sonra her \u015fey bir anda da\u011f\u0131ld\u0131, parampar\u00e7a oldu. Yani mesela benim 8 y\u0131ll\u0131k bir arkada\u015f\u0131m vard\u0131, \u00e7ok sevdi\u011fim bir insand\u0131. Annesiyle, ailesiyle benim ailem de tan\u0131\u015f\u0131yordu. Bir anda b\u00fct\u00fcn bunlar olup bittikten sonra benimle ili\u015fkisini kesti, konu\u015fmad\u0131, neden yapt\u0131 bilmiyorum. Gerek yoktu bence bu kadar abartmas\u0131na. Ama bir anda b\u00f6yle ili\u015fkisini kesti. En ba\u015fta buna \u00e7ok \u00fcz\u00fcld\u00fcm, a\u011flad\u0131m ben. Hakikaten \u00e7\u00fcnk\u00fc bir k\u0131z arkada\u015f olarak benim i\u00e7in \u00fcz\u00fcc\u00fcyd\u00fc. Ama mesela \u015fimdi diyorum ki iyi ki de olmu\u015f, en az\u0131ndan bir\u00e7ok insan\u0131n bu d\u00f6nemde ger\u00e7ek y\u00fcz\u00fcn\u00fc g\u00f6rm\u00fc\u015f oldum. \u0130yi ki onlar hayat\u0131mdan \u00e7\u0131km\u0131\u015f, iyi ki de \u015fu anki t\u00fcm insanlar hayat\u0131m\u0131za girmi\u015f diyorum ben. \u0130\u015fte hani benim derdimi hakikaten \u00e7ekmeyen anlamaz meselesiyle onca insan var. Hepsi ger\u00e7ekten o kadar \u015fey ya\u015fam\u0131\u015f ki yani inan\u0131lmaz. Her Pazartesi b\u00f6yle so\u011fuk ve pis hapishanede dinledi\u011fim hikayeler hakikaten bir \u00f6mre bedel. Her gitti\u011fimde sanki bir ya\u015f ya\u015flan\u0131yormu\u015fsun gibi, sadece dinleyerek yap\u0131yorsun bir de bunu.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Bizimki \u00e7ok h\u0131zl\u0131 bir s\u00fcre\u00e7 oldu di\u011ferlerinin aksine. \u00c7\u00fcnk\u00fc ger\u00e7ekten de b\u00f6yle insanlar\u0131 \u00e7ok fazla bekletiyorlar, mahkeme s\u00fcresini s\u00fcrekli erteliyorlar. Bizim sadece 2 kere ertelendi. Ondan sonra da zaten h\u00fck\u00fcm verildi, 6 y\u0131l 3 ay ceza verildi. \u00d6yle netti. 3 ay sonra verildi. \u00c7ok bir bekleme olmad\u0131, ya\u015fanmad\u0131 babamda. Belgesinde benim okulumdan, dershanemden bahsediyor. Klasik herkeste olan Bankasya\u2019dan bahsediyor. Bir de \u015fey vard\u0131 babamlar\u0131n itiraf\u00e7\u0131 vard\u0131. Yani \u201cben bu adam\u0131 b\u00f6yle b\u00f6yle yerlerde g\u00f6rd\u00fcm\u201d diyen biri vard\u0131. Ondan dolay\u0131. Telefon g\u00f6r\u00fc\u015fmeleri bir de!<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u015eimdi \u015f\u00f6yle. Babam\u0131n \u00fczerine \u00e7\u0131kan telefon kay\u0131tlar\u0131n\u0131n \u00e7o\u011funda babam ifade verirken, \u201cEn bunlar\u0131n \u00e7o\u011funu tan\u0131m\u0131yorum\u201d diye ifade vermi\u015f. Bizim sonradan haberimiz oldu. Oradaki isimleri sonradan g\u00f6rd\u00fck. \u00c7o\u011fu benim konu\u015ftu\u011fum ki\u015filer, benim \u00f6\u011fretmenlerim veya arkada\u015flar\u0131m. Onlar\u0131n genellikle hep isimleri \u00e7\u0131km\u0131\u015f. Bir de dosyada s\u00fcrekli hep XX ismi (benim adim) \u00e7\u0131km\u0131\u015f, okulu, dershanesi diye. Bir dosyada hep bir \u015feylerle XX&#8217;in \u00fcst\u00fcne gazete diye. Hep b\u00f6yle ad\u0131m ge\u00e7ti\u011fi i\u00e7in \u00f6yle \u015faka konusu olmu\u015ftum. Oradan biraz \u015faka biraz ciddiyetle! \u00d6yle\u2026<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">B\u00f6l\u00fcm olarak asl\u0131nda biyoloji alan\u0131nda bir \u015fey okumay\u0131 istiyorum. \u0130n\u015f tabii hay\u0131rl\u0131s\u0131! \u2026<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Empati yapt\u0131\u011f\u0131mda, mesela en ba\u015f\u0131nda annem bana annem demi\u015fti ki, benim dedi\u011fim gibi ad\u0131m filan \u00e7\u0131k\u0131nca \u201cSana pasaport \u00e7\u0131kartal\u0131m, elimizde bulunsun en az\u0131ndan\u201d demi\u015fti. Ben en ba\u015f\u0131nda bunu reddetmi\u015ftim. Annem burada sonu\u00e7ta tek ba\u015f\u0131na kalacak, babam 6 y\u0131l i\u00e7erde yatacak, annem tek ba\u015f\u0131na burada ne yapacak \u015feklinde. Hani b\u00f6yle bir kavga da ge\u00e7mi\u015fti aram\u0131zda. Sonra tabii orta yolu bulduk da. Annem bu konularda, en ba\u015f\u0131nda hakikaten \u00e7ok \u00fcz\u00fcld\u00fc, \u00e7ok a\u011flad\u0131 ama. Ben hi\u00e7 annemin o g\u00fcnden sonra b\u00f6yle a\u011flad\u0131\u011f\u0131n\u0131 g\u00f6rmedim. Hep hakikaten o da bizim i\u00e7in, hep \u00e7ocuklar\u0131m diyerek ayakta durdu. O da dedi\u011fim gibi ba\u015fkalar\u0131n\u0131n hayatlar\u0131ndan \u00f6rnek vererek, b\u00f6yle de olabilirdi \u015f\u00f6yle de olabilirdi diyerek ayakta durduk. Birbirimize destek olduk. Beraber ayakta durduk. Arkada\u015flar\u0131m bana hakikaten \u00e7ok destek oldu. \u00c7\u00fcnk\u00fc hem annesi hem babas\u0131 i\u00e7erde olup hi\u00e7bir akrabas\u0131 taraf\u0131ndan kabul edilmeyen mesela bir arkada\u015f\u0131m var. Hala da g\u00f6r\u00fc\u015f\u00fcr\u00fcz, kendisini de \u00e7ok severim. Hani ben kendimi onun yerine koyuyorum, empati yap\u0131yorum, onun yerinde olsayd\u0131m, delirirmi\u015fim gibi geliyor ama i\u015fte delirmiyor insan. Allah, tam o an i\u00e7in ona g\u00f6re bir sab\u0131r veriyor. Napard\u0131m diye d\u00fc\u015f\u00fcn\u00fcyorum, sanki hi\u00e7bir \u015fey yapamazm\u0131\u015fs\u0131n gibi geliyor. Mesela \u015fimdi bana d\u0131\u015far\u0131daki arkada\u015flar\u0131m hep der \u201cBen senin yerinde olsayd\u0131m, herhalde bu kadar g\u00fc\u00e7l\u00fc olamazd\u0131m, bu kadar dayanamazdim\u201d der, ama ben de di\u011ferleri i\u00e7in asl\u0131nda ayn\u0131 \u015feyi s\u00f6yl\u00fcyorum. Ama \u00f6yle olmuyor i\u015fte, o an g\u00fc\u00e7l\u00fc oluyor insan&#8230;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u00d6yle\u2026 Akl\u0131mdan ge\u00e7en&#8230; Asl\u0131nda bir s\u00fcr\u00fc \u015fey var b\u00f6yle de \u015fu an akl\u0131ma gelmiyor.<\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<pre><em>Copyrighted to Undaunted Voices of Turkey<\/em><\/pre>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Story of a 18-year-old high school senior who was a student in one of the schools that was later shut down by the government. 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