by rosedeniz
October 27, 2010
expat
Tweet At my women-only gym, the middle-aged Turkish women I do crunches with talk about pastries. It reminds me of my first summer in Turkey, where instead of crunches, my neighbors would knit or crochet in our garden while talking about baked goods. Is there no bad time or place to talk about pastries? My vocabulary […]
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by rosedeniz
October 21, 2010
expat
Tweet At school, my son gives me a hurried, “Bye, Rose!” Not mommy, not ‘Anne‘, the Turkish word for mother, but Rose. My two-year-old called everyone ‘Baba‘, father or daddy in Turkish, until recently, and now she’s learned Anne. I hear ‘mommy’ when I ask my son to say, “Can I please have x-y-x, Mommy?” and […]
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