last hippie

Baş baba diye adlandırdığım kişi komşumuz Mustafa Amca. Soyadı Baş olduğundan, akrabalarından biri onu BAŞBABA diye çağırınca bu lakab Mustafa Amcaya yakıştığından dolayı, onun adı hep Baş baba olarak kaldı. Eşi Ayten Teyze bile onu Baş baba diye çağırırken, onların dünyasındaki aşk-ı iltifat da böyleymiş diye düşünesi geliyor insanın.  Baş vücutta kafa anlamı olarak kullanılmasının yanısıra yönetici, lider gibi büyük anlamlar taşıyor. Ben de Baş baba kelimesini Mustafa Amca'ya tipinden dolayı yakıştırıyorum doğrusu. Mustafa Amca bir Türk'e göre iri yapılı, geniş omuzlu, biraz göbekli bir vücudun üzerinde yeşil sakin bakışlı gözleri, dalgalı kahverengi saçları, kendisini ciddi ve karizmatik göstermek için bıraktığı pala bıyıklarıyla İtalyan Komedi Filmlerinden çıkmış, şirin Mafya babasını andıran başrol oyuncusu gibiydi.  Baş baba 1934 yılında doğmuş ve II. Dünya savaşı başladığında beş yaşına girmişti.Belki de çocukluğunun ilkokul dönemini savaş döneminde geçirmiş biri...

During my studies at University,  I realized that improving my English was essential. On the spur of the moment, I decided to go to England to improve my English language skills. England was to be the first of many foreign countries that I would get to see.  I was in my early twenties, young and beautiful.  My home was near the birthplace of William Shakespeare. He is my favorite writer and has inspired so many people around the world. Initially, I started at a college to improve my English. To help me get by I  also working as an au-pair, which could be a challenging and demanding job at times.  I was a poor student who was not yet an adult trying to get by in a foreign country.                                                     I was so excited to attend class on my first day and meet the other students. ...

It was little bit cloudy and the sun was hiding himself behind the clouds from time to time during the day. I just wanted to face to my memories from the past. I took out all of my photo CDs and the first was from Poland.  I was a kind of broken in my last year of university. Everyone knows that any student is broken while they are studying.  However it was a difficult year for me, I decided to stay in the dorm for the first term of the last year but it was full of pain. It was very difficult to stay in the queue for dinner or bathroom. Studying in the library in silence was a nightmare, because I always was reading from my books very loudly. My way of reading was disturbing the neighbours. It was not a nice memory for me, staying in the student residences.  Being a poor student was not the dream of my life. Personally I like to be rich in mind, health, and money. I prefer to have rich environment. Rich people are feeding poor people actually. I was poor student an...