There is a Quaker saying: "Let your life speak." Describe the environment in which you were raised-your family, home, neighborhood or community-and how it influenced the person you are today. (200-250 words)
"It's not Turkey, That's for sure." responded my sister when I asked her about the place where TV people lived. It was the glorious end of 1990s,first days of my school life, when for the first time she invited me to join her, to watch "Buffy the Vampire Slayer". Though not overtly significant it was an event of gargantuan importance. An event that started a decade long tradition of "Sisterhood of Media Hunting" and introduced me with the concept of "countries": other places beyond borders
I asked many questions trying to understand what she meant by saying "Not Turkey". She didn't care enough to answer so I started my own search for answers; the endless spy game. First mission was to decipher the language of the "vampires", and then numerous missions came: finish reading books, watch more movies, and so on. And only after learning about the other countries I came to distinguish, What was Turkey and what was not: Visiting your grannies every single weekend to finishing every meal that they give you was Turkey, leaving elders to care houses was not. Being the child of your parents until the day you die was Turkey, growing up at the age of 18 was not. Learning all about the strong coffee, the people who wear turban, with people who do not wear turban, the dance, the foods, the ideologies, I became the person who is aware of her surroundings and who is appreciative of the opportunities. With the limitations of my country i became more determined in pursue of my ambitions. Now I know what being a Turk is,its my perspective, its my difference, it's a faith I would never change.
But i must say,in my cultural discovery,ironically i owe awfully a lot to Buffy
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"It's not Turkey, That's for sure." responded my sister when I asked her about the place where TV people lived. It was the glorious end of 1990s,first days of my school life, when for the first time she invited me to join her, to watch "Buffy the Vampire Slayer". Though not overtly significant it was an event of gargantuan importance. An event that started a decade long tradition of "Sisterhood of Media Hunting" and introduced me with the concept of "countries": other places beyond borders
I asked many questions trying to understand what she meant by saying "Not Turkey". She didn't care enough to answer so I started my own search for answers; the endless spy game. First mission was to decipher the language of the "vampires", and then numerous missions came: finish reading books, watch more movies, and so on. And only after learning about the other countries I came to distinguish, What was Turkey and what was not: Visiting your grannies every single weekend to finishing every meal that they give you was Turkey, leaving elders to care houses was not. Being the child of your parents until the day you die was Turkey, growing up at the age of 18 was not. Learning all about the strong coffee, the people who wear turban, with people who do not wear turban, the dance, the foods, the ideologies, I became the person who is aware of her surroundings and who is appreciative of the opportunities. With the limitations of my country i became more determined in pursue of my ambitions. Now I know what being a Turk is,its my perspective, its my difference, it's a faith I would never change.
But i must say,in my cultural discovery,ironically i owe awfully a lot to Buffy
Can you help me with editing?
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