Well, it has been four years since my last post for this blog, but it is time to get it going again because we are here for the year again. I am so excited to be in Turkey again and expect this experience to be smoother and more comfortable than our first year living here. One reason is that we moved from the old summer house to a new one. This one is yards away from the sea which means it never gets too hot, and it is simple to take a quick swim whenever I want. The house is lovely and I feel absurdly luck to be able to enjoy it.
Another reason that I believe this year will be great is that the apartment in Istanbul will also be conveniently located and pretty. We will have a view of the Bosporus, and be in easy walking distance of Bahcesehir University. That brings me to a third advantage, I have already taught at Bahcesehir and will feel more comfortable and ready than I was last time. I am also teaching a course I am very excited about, "Psychodynamic Theory." Finally, and most importantly, the Sirin children will all be living in the same city for the first time in decades. My sister-in-law Ayse has a very nice husband and a new baby girl named Destina, and my other sister-in-law is expecting a baby girl in September. My brother-in-law Cagdas has a cute three year old named Zeren, and so the cousin fun will be bountiful. I am looking forward to the Sirin siblings having many fun evenings together.
My kids are having a bit of trouble adjusting, but that is to be expected. Nehir is fluctuating between being very sweet and fun to talk to being surly and grumpy. Taylan is having a lot of trouble with his Turkish, and that is causing him to be much more angry and defiant than he usually is. This morning, however, they both have seemed to turn a corner. Nehir read out loud to Taylan and Zeren, then we all drew pictures for awhile.
I will post some pictures soon.
Saturday, July 27, 2013
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Well, the title no longer applies but...
I am going to keep blogging because a) I enjoy it and b) no matter where we are, we always have friends and family who are far away and this is a good way to keep people updated. I was going to change the title but I realized as I was about to delete the old one that I have emotional connections to that title and I just can't stand to change it. So, "Our Year in Turkey" will continue even though we are no longer in Turkey and I will probably keep going after one year.
Anyway, we sold our house but are waiting on a short-sale so we are living with Mom for the time being. We hope the sale will finalize mid-August. It has been nice catching up with my parents, Laura, Mandy and her family and friends. The trip home was AWFUL. The morning we were supposed to leave I came into the kitchen and found Taylan standing with an open bottle of children's Tylenol in his hand, licking the lid. I had no idea if he had drank any and, if he did, how much. After checking on-line and learning that an overdose could lead to liver failure, we grabbed all our luggage and set off for the hospital. I told them the maximum amount he could have had and they thought it was unlikely that he had toxic levels, but they wanted to watch him and run tests. We explained that we had to catch a flight and so they gave us medicine that I had to give him every four hours for sixteen doses. Well, Taylan did not like this medicine and so every four hours, I had to try to either trick him into drinking it or force it down his throat. Mostly, tricking did not work. Keep in mind that I was alone with the two kids, Selcuk has to keep working in Turkey until mid-August. So, I had to give him a dose of medicine he hated, without the help of any other adult, on the first leg of the flight, a dose in the restaurant in Heathrow, and two doses on the next leg. Each time he wailed and gagged and flailed and spat. It was terrible. In addition to that wonderfulness, Taylan also spilled chicken, a cup of milk and a cup of water all over my lap during an on-line meal. After that I went into the bathroom, allegedly to clean him and myself up, but really it was to cry. When we arrived at Heathrow I learned that they had decided the flight was too full to keep my stroller above and so they had checked it below and it was going straight to Newark. This meant I had to deal with a three hour layover with a two year-old, a six year-old, and no stroller. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!! Luckily, Nehir was very helpful. A year ago he would have been running around like a crazy monkey, but he has matured a lot and so he either held Taylan's hand or pulled our carry-on luggage the whole time. This did not mean that the layover was easy. At the airport restaurant, after the screaming gag-fest that was his third dose of medicine, he spilled his water all over the table and both he and Nehir left vast amounts of their suppers on the floor under their chairs. We managed to board our second flight on time and, other than the medicine, things went OK. However, once we got to the US the passport guy was rude to me - I won't even go into it, but it just topped off a hideous trip perfectly.
Our first week back was a bit crazy. I had to close on our house, I got tonsilitis AGAIN and had to go on antibiotics, which made me really sleepy and I was still jet-lagged, and Taylan started cutting to giant molars and was absolutely miserable. Despite these things, it was a pleasure to be back and now that we are all feeling better and back on US time, I am feeling very happy. Nehir and his cousin Daniel play almost every day and they just love each other. Taylan is still somewhat out of sorts but he is not in as much pain and is returning to his cheerful self. The best thing is that they can play and make noise without the crabby neighbors complaining about it.
Anyway, we sold our house but are waiting on a short-sale so we are living with Mom for the time being. We hope the sale will finalize mid-August. It has been nice catching up with my parents, Laura, Mandy and her family and friends. The trip home was AWFUL. The morning we were supposed to leave I came into the kitchen and found Taylan standing with an open bottle of children's Tylenol in his hand, licking the lid. I had no idea if he had drank any and, if he did, how much. After checking on-line and learning that an overdose could lead to liver failure, we grabbed all our luggage and set off for the hospital. I told them the maximum amount he could have had and they thought it was unlikely that he had toxic levels, but they wanted to watch him and run tests. We explained that we had to catch a flight and so they gave us medicine that I had to give him every four hours for sixteen doses. Well, Taylan did not like this medicine and so every four hours, I had to try to either trick him into drinking it or force it down his throat. Mostly, tricking did not work. Keep in mind that I was alone with the two kids, Selcuk has to keep working in Turkey until mid-August. So, I had to give him a dose of medicine he hated, without the help of any other adult, on the first leg of the flight, a dose in the restaurant in Heathrow, and two doses on the next leg. Each time he wailed and gagged and flailed and spat. It was terrible. In addition to that wonderfulness, Taylan also spilled chicken, a cup of milk and a cup of water all over my lap during an on-line meal. After that I went into the bathroom, allegedly to clean him and myself up, but really it was to cry. When we arrived at Heathrow I learned that they had decided the flight was too full to keep my stroller above and so they had checked it below and it was going straight to Newark. This meant I had to deal with a three hour layover with a two year-old, a six year-old, and no stroller. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!! Luckily, Nehir was very helpful. A year ago he would have been running around like a crazy monkey, but he has matured a lot and so he either held Taylan's hand or pulled our carry-on luggage the whole time. This did not mean that the layover was easy. At the airport restaurant, after the screaming gag-fest that was his third dose of medicine, he spilled his water all over the table and both he and Nehir left vast amounts of their suppers on the floor under their chairs. We managed to board our second flight on time and, other than the medicine, things went OK. However, once we got to the US the passport guy was rude to me - I won't even go into it, but it just topped off a hideous trip perfectly.
Our first week back was a bit crazy. I had to close on our house, I got tonsilitis AGAIN and had to go on antibiotics, which made me really sleepy and I was still jet-lagged, and Taylan started cutting to giant molars and was absolutely miserable. Despite these things, it was a pleasure to be back and now that we are all feeling better and back on US time, I am feeling very happy. Nehir and his cousin Daniel play almost every day and they just love each other. Taylan is still somewhat out of sorts but he is not in as much pain and is returning to his cheerful self. The best thing is that they can play and make noise without the crabby neighbors complaining about it.
Saturday, July 11, 2009
Last Day
It is hard to believe, but our year in Turkey is almost over. Today is our last day and we are all feeling a lot of mixed emotions. Turkey has been a fantastic experience and we all fell in love with Istanbul. We will miss our Turkish family and friends, but we are also looking forward to reconnecting with friends and family in the US.
Nehir has matured so much this year. This morning we went out for a wonderful breakfast in Yildiz Park and Nehir was so polite and fun to be with. Just under a year ago Selcuk and I vowed NEVER to take the kids out to eat again because Nehir was so wild and rude and Taylan's eating habits were just gross. Well, we obviously broke that vow and Nehir is a pleasure to dine with. He has also learned how to be a good friend. Last summer he was constantly screaming when his friends would touch his toys (and they would scream when he would touch theirs) but this year he and his buddies played all day and into the night with hardly any squabbling. He is thoughtful and funny and smart and we are so proud of him.
Taylan has grown a lot too of course. He loves to entertain by singing songs or dancing or just being silly. His adorable curls have straightened out but he looks just as cute with straight hair I must say. He is learning lots of words, both Turkish and English. If you ask him a question he will either say "No" or "Ebet" for "Evet" the Turkish yes. He also says "Babat" for "Kapat", the Turkish word for close. He counts in Turkish but will only say the numbers he feels comfortable pronouncing so he says "Bir, uc, dort, bes, alta, on!" which means "One, three, four, five, six, ten!" He likes to rough house but, unfortunately, Nehir Abi doesn't usually like it and so there is some friction there. They are good buddies though and I hope they remain friends as they grow up. Taylan has grown very close to BabaAnne this year and I think being separated will be hard on both of them. However, we will be visiting often and I am sure their bond will continue.
As for me, I learned that I enjoy teaching college kids and I am good at it. I also learned that I do not like teaching preschool children and I am horrible at it. I also learned that I am much more adaptable than I thought. Selcuk had a good year too but he will have to tell you himself what his grand life-lessons are.
Now for some humor. First, a gross but funny incident from the summer house: Two days ago we were eating breakfast when Ayse asked me what was on my pants. I looked and right below the belt in the back I saw what I thought was a cricket, so I reached behind me to get it. When I touched it, however, instead of feeling like a cricket, it felt disgustingly soft and squishy so I screamed and flung whatever it was away. It landed on Ayse's plate: two little feet on the edge of her plate, and the rest of the GREEN FROG hanging down over the edge, hands dangling. GROSS! All day I kept remembering the image of the little frog feet sticking to the edge of her plate and it would make me laugh and feel nauseous all over again. So yeah, apparently I sat on a frog.
Now I will share some items from the menu of a restaurant close to our summer house:
After perusing the "Types of Furniture" section, you can move on to the main dishes where you can choose from:
Chicken Spit
Garbage Spit
Collapse Spit.
Mmmmmmmmmmmm, so many types of spit to chose from.
Well, I don't want to end my blog about this year with THAT, so I will end by saying, Turkey is a wonderful country and I highly recommend visiting. If any of you do ever get the chance, I will let you know what beautiful places you can see, what food you can try, and what fun things you can do.
Thank you Turkey for a fantastic year!
Nehir has matured so much this year. This morning we went out for a wonderful breakfast in Yildiz Park and Nehir was so polite and fun to be with. Just under a year ago Selcuk and I vowed NEVER to take the kids out to eat again because Nehir was so wild and rude and Taylan's eating habits were just gross. Well, we obviously broke that vow and Nehir is a pleasure to dine with. He has also learned how to be a good friend. Last summer he was constantly screaming when his friends would touch his toys (and they would scream when he would touch theirs) but this year he and his buddies played all day and into the night with hardly any squabbling. He is thoughtful and funny and smart and we are so proud of him.
Taylan has grown a lot too of course. He loves to entertain by singing songs or dancing or just being silly. His adorable curls have straightened out but he looks just as cute with straight hair I must say. He is learning lots of words, both Turkish and English. If you ask him a question he will either say "No" or "Ebet" for "Evet" the Turkish yes. He also says "Babat" for "Kapat", the Turkish word for close. He counts in Turkish but will only say the numbers he feels comfortable pronouncing so he says "Bir, uc, dort, bes, alta, on!" which means "One, three, four, five, six, ten!" He likes to rough house but, unfortunately, Nehir Abi doesn't usually like it and so there is some friction there. They are good buddies though and I hope they remain friends as they grow up. Taylan has grown very close to BabaAnne this year and I think being separated will be hard on both of them. However, we will be visiting often and I am sure their bond will continue.
As for me, I learned that I enjoy teaching college kids and I am good at it. I also learned that I do not like teaching preschool children and I am horrible at it. I also learned that I am much more adaptable than I thought. Selcuk had a good year too but he will have to tell you himself what his grand life-lessons are.
Now for some humor. First, a gross but funny incident from the summer house: Two days ago we were eating breakfast when Ayse asked me what was on my pants. I looked and right below the belt in the back I saw what I thought was a cricket, so I reached behind me to get it. When I touched it, however, instead of feeling like a cricket, it felt disgustingly soft and squishy so I screamed and flung whatever it was away. It landed on Ayse's plate: two little feet on the edge of her plate, and the rest of the GREEN FROG hanging down over the edge, hands dangling. GROSS! All day I kept remembering the image of the little frog feet sticking to the edge of her plate and it would make me laugh and feel nauseous all over again. So yeah, apparently I sat on a frog.
Now I will share some items from the menu of a restaurant close to our summer house:
After perusing the "Types of Furniture" section, you can move on to the main dishes where you can choose from:
Chicken Spit
Garbage Spit
Collapse Spit.
Mmmmmmmmmmmm, so many types of spit to chose from.
Well, I don't want to end my blog about this year with THAT, so I will end by saying, Turkey is a wonderful country and I highly recommend visiting. If any of you do ever get the chance, I will let you know what beautiful places you can see, what food you can try, and what fun things you can do.
Thank you Turkey for a fantastic year!
Saturday, June 27, 2009
Some Photos
BabaAnne after putting Taylan to sleep by rocking him on her legs
Nehir, his best buddy Sarp, and Taylan in the park.
Nehir and his school buddies (Nehir looks alarmed but really he was happy)
Taylan and Nehir hanging out on Dede
Me with a bunch of pompous philosophers at a conference on ethics and global education.
Nehir, his best buddy Sarp, and Taylan in the park.
Nehir and his school buddies (Nehir looks alarmed but really he was happy)
Taylan and Nehir hanging out on Dede
Me with a bunch of pompous philosophers at a conference on ethics and global education.
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Back In Guzel Camlı
We are back at the summer house and very happy to be here. The kids are loving being able to play outside all they want. Nehir found his bike almost right away and started biking around the paths immediately. Taylan spent a day being mighty jealous of the neighbor boys trike until the little girl we gave Nehir's old trike to came by and since she is too big for it now, she said we could use it again. Neither the neighbor's kid or Taylan can quite peddal by themselves, but they both love to try and, even better, to get pushed around on the trikes.
Nehir has lots of neighborhood kids to play with and he seems to have outgrown his tendency to freak out when other people play with his stuff. So far the kids like to hang out on our porch, probably because we have lots of toys.
The summer house looks great. The trees are bigger although some didn't produce as much fruit and the peach tree died because there was not much rain this spring and no one was around to water. We have been watering everything and we will replace the peach tree. The jasmine bush is huge but there are no flowers yet, again, probably because of the lack of water, but now that is is getting water İ am looking forward to the fragrant smell wafting accross our porch.
İ can't post photos in this entry because İ am at an internet cafe but İ think next time İ can bring my laptop and connect that way.
Nehir has lots of neighborhood kids to play with and he seems to have outgrown his tendency to freak out when other people play with his stuff. So far the kids like to hang out on our porch, probably because we have lots of toys.
The summer house looks great. The trees are bigger although some didn't produce as much fruit and the peach tree died because there was not much rain this spring and no one was around to water. We have been watering everything and we will replace the peach tree. The jasmine bush is huge but there are no flowers yet, again, probably because of the lack of water, but now that is is getting water İ am looking forward to the fragrant smell wafting accross our porch.
İ can't post photos in this entry because İ am at an internet cafe but İ think next time İ can bring my laptop and connect that way.
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Nehir and Taylan photos
Nehir
Taylan riding on Erbay
Taylan showing his Tukish patriotism
Nehir as a scientist
Taylan riding on Erbay
Taylan showing his Tukish patriotism
Nehir as a scientist
Bad, Bad Blogger
It has been weeks since I have written and a lot has happened. We have been on a number of little outings, the kids have learned new things and been adorable, funny, weird, and more, and we signed a contract to sell our house and may be bidding on a new one later today. So why haven't I been writing? I really have no idea. Oh well, better later than never.
Because Selcuk has been invited to speak in a number of different places we have been able to see some parts of Turkey we have not visited before. One weekend we went to two little towns in the Black Sea region called Kastamolu and Safranbolu. They are in the mountains and they have very pretty houses and lovely surroundings. We stayed in two beautiful, historical hotels. The first was a restored old stone building, I don't know what it used to be, but it was very cool, like walking back in time. The doors to the rooms were tiny so you had to bend over to get inside, and once inside they had a lovely, cozy feel. All the rooms were in a square with the doors facing inward to a central courtyard. The ruins of an ancient castle could be seen on the hill above. The next night we stayed in one of the traditional wood houses of Safranbolu. The room was white with handmade, wood detail everywhere. Our entire ceiling had an intricate wood pattern on it, and there were wall to wall wood carved wood cabinets. It was really beautiful.
The next trip was to Bolu which is also a mountain town. We visited two lakes and enjoyed being out in nature as opposed to Istanbul's hustle and bustle. A few days later, Selcuk and I went to Turkish Cyprus so he could give a talk to school administrators and principals. We left the kids for this trip and it was the first time I was separated from Taylan overnight. He did OK as long as the phone didn't ring. If the phone rang he thought it was me and cried if he couldn't talk to me. When I did call, he cried into the phone because he wanted me to come home. The rest of the time he was happy as usual. Turkish Cyprus is a beautiful place. We stayed at a fancy resort for free because Selcuk was a guest speaker. It was warm enough there to swim in the sea and it was incredibly clean and clear. Staying in a fancy place was fun, but the real highlight was when we went to the nearby town to look at the ruins. The town is full of old churches and crumbling castles, and the town just hums along right beside them. There is a small tourist industry, but most of the storefronts are just regular little shops for the townspeople. I think it is because Turkish Cyprus is not internationally recognized, so you can only visit if you come through Turkey and this limits the tourists. While we were there, there was a handful of other people looking around, but mostly the old buildings were empty. This made it a really enjoyable experience because not only did we get to see the cool ruins, but we also got to see the real face of the town, not a tourist, showy-town. We also so LOTS of lizards, big and small, and I got a big kick out of that. It was really fun but I was very glad to see my kids again when we got home. I bought Nehir a cup that played "It's a Small World" whenever you pick it up to drink. I thought it was hilarious and Nehir liked it too, but it broke almost immediately. We got Taylan a little horse that he loves. He makes it gallop, and eat, and if he has forgotten about it for awhile he will suddenly think of it and go running off to find it.
Taylan's latest skills are that if you ask him what his name is he puts his finger on his cheek and says "Tay Tay!" Sometimes he gets confused and says "Two!" because we also taught him to say how old he is. He is learning to count in Turkish but he will only say the numbers he can pronounce so he says "Bir, dort, bes, alta yedi, on!" Which means "One, four, five, six, seven, ten!" He loves to draw pictures and already is naming his scribbles. He likes to make choo choos and birds. When he is making choo choos he draws long lines, and when he is making birds he tries to make circles and curvy lines. He is a creative genius!
Nehir is doing great in school. He had a class performance last week. The first grades (there are two classes) each did a short improv play (with the drama teacher), then each child recited a short poem about the profession they have been researching, and they finished with a play in English. In the first play the kids were coupled up to play married couples going out to dinner. They pretended to drive, pretended to order, pretended to eat, and then go home, watch TV and go to sleep. I felt bad for the kids who weren't playing married couples because they had to be cars, then tables, then TVs, then beds. They were human props! Oh well, they didn't seem to mind but I know I would have been royally upset in first grade if I had to play a table. Then came the poems. Al the kids were dressed up like their profession and they recited their poems into a microphone. Nehir's project is about chemists so he came out in a white lab coat, and goggles and he was holding a wide, glass beaker with some sciency-looking things inside. When the microphone got passed to him he started to recite and realized the sound was off and shouted "Ses yok YA!" Which means "There's no sound YA!" Ya is a sound of frustration here. It was funny. He then recited his poem at a break-neck speed, then jumped off the stage to see me, realized he wasn't supposed to do that and went back to the stage. Then came the English play. The plot was that a family goes to Disneyland and meets cartoon characters. The cartoons they met weren't actually from Disney, and some weren't cartoons, but who cares? Each kid had one or two lines. Nehir was Harry Potter and after he said his line he was supposed to do a spell. He realized, however, that he didn't have his wand so instead of saying his spell he said "Where's my wand?" in English. It was very funny. Near the end there was some delay getting the music going so Nehir kept lying down in the middle of the stage and yelling "This is my bedroom!" which made the kids laugh, so he kept doing it. Finally the music started, they sang, and the event was over. Nehir was THRILLED that people laughed at him. He is funny dude.
OK, that basically brings us up to the present. Hopefully I will keep up better.
Because Selcuk has been invited to speak in a number of different places we have been able to see some parts of Turkey we have not visited before. One weekend we went to two little towns in the Black Sea region called Kastamolu and Safranbolu. They are in the mountains and they have very pretty houses and lovely surroundings. We stayed in two beautiful, historical hotels. The first was a restored old stone building, I don't know what it used to be, but it was very cool, like walking back in time. The doors to the rooms were tiny so you had to bend over to get inside, and once inside they had a lovely, cozy feel. All the rooms were in a square with the doors facing inward to a central courtyard. The ruins of an ancient castle could be seen on the hill above. The next night we stayed in one of the traditional wood houses of Safranbolu. The room was white with handmade, wood detail everywhere. Our entire ceiling had an intricate wood pattern on it, and there were wall to wall wood carved wood cabinets. It was really beautiful.
The next trip was to Bolu which is also a mountain town. We visited two lakes and enjoyed being out in nature as opposed to Istanbul's hustle and bustle. A few days later, Selcuk and I went to Turkish Cyprus so he could give a talk to school administrators and principals. We left the kids for this trip and it was the first time I was separated from Taylan overnight. He did OK as long as the phone didn't ring. If the phone rang he thought it was me and cried if he couldn't talk to me. When I did call, he cried into the phone because he wanted me to come home. The rest of the time he was happy as usual. Turkish Cyprus is a beautiful place. We stayed at a fancy resort for free because Selcuk was a guest speaker. It was warm enough there to swim in the sea and it was incredibly clean and clear. Staying in a fancy place was fun, but the real highlight was when we went to the nearby town to look at the ruins. The town is full of old churches and crumbling castles, and the town just hums along right beside them. There is a small tourist industry, but most of the storefronts are just regular little shops for the townspeople. I think it is because Turkish Cyprus is not internationally recognized, so you can only visit if you come through Turkey and this limits the tourists. While we were there, there was a handful of other people looking around, but mostly the old buildings were empty. This made it a really enjoyable experience because not only did we get to see the cool ruins, but we also got to see the real face of the town, not a tourist, showy-town. We also so LOTS of lizards, big and small, and I got a big kick out of that. It was really fun but I was very glad to see my kids again when we got home. I bought Nehir a cup that played "It's a Small World" whenever you pick it up to drink. I thought it was hilarious and Nehir liked it too, but it broke almost immediately. We got Taylan a little horse that he loves. He makes it gallop, and eat, and if he has forgotten about it for awhile he will suddenly think of it and go running off to find it.
Taylan's latest skills are that if you ask him what his name is he puts his finger on his cheek and says "Tay Tay!" Sometimes he gets confused and says "Two!" because we also taught him to say how old he is. He is learning to count in Turkish but he will only say the numbers he can pronounce so he says "Bir, dort, bes, alta yedi, on!" Which means "One, four, five, six, seven, ten!" He loves to draw pictures and already is naming his scribbles. He likes to make choo choos and birds. When he is making choo choos he draws long lines, and when he is making birds he tries to make circles and curvy lines. He is a creative genius!
Nehir is doing great in school. He had a class performance last week. The first grades (there are two classes) each did a short improv play (with the drama teacher), then each child recited a short poem about the profession they have been researching, and they finished with a play in English. In the first play the kids were coupled up to play married couples going out to dinner. They pretended to drive, pretended to order, pretended to eat, and then go home, watch TV and go to sleep. I felt bad for the kids who weren't playing married couples because they had to be cars, then tables, then TVs, then beds. They were human props! Oh well, they didn't seem to mind but I know I would have been royally upset in first grade if I had to play a table. Then came the poems. Al the kids were dressed up like their profession and they recited their poems into a microphone. Nehir's project is about chemists so he came out in a white lab coat, and goggles and he was holding a wide, glass beaker with some sciency-looking things inside. When the microphone got passed to him he started to recite and realized the sound was off and shouted "Ses yok YA!" Which means "There's no sound YA!" Ya is a sound of frustration here. It was funny. He then recited his poem at a break-neck speed, then jumped off the stage to see me, realized he wasn't supposed to do that and went back to the stage. Then came the English play. The plot was that a family goes to Disneyland and meets cartoon characters. The cartoons they met weren't actually from Disney, and some weren't cartoons, but who cares? Each kid had one or two lines. Nehir was Harry Potter and after he said his line he was supposed to do a spell. He realized, however, that he didn't have his wand so instead of saying his spell he said "Where's my wand?" in English. It was very funny. Near the end there was some delay getting the music going so Nehir kept lying down in the middle of the stage and yelling "This is my bedroom!" which made the kids laugh, so he kept doing it. Finally the music started, they sang, and the event was over. Nehir was THRILLED that people laughed at him. He is funny dude.
OK, that basically brings us up to the present. Hopefully I will keep up better.
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