Ms. Solmaz, For Orphaned Readers

The seagulls are gone. There are no birds left. When night comes, the birds go away. The seagulls don't sing. "America... America..." he says. I feel like I recognize this male voice from somewhere. Wouldn't he sing Turkish tangos? "America... America..." Turks, as long as the world stands still... "Allah Allah..." is with you in the war of freedom... So the song is in Turkish. Why is that man trying to pretend to speak English when he says America? What's happening? Where are our beautiful tangos? They are heartfelt works. Is our determination to live freely here? Are we going to fight for peace? America-America!.. I finished it in one go.
Yilmaz, run, take me dancing! Let's go back in the war of freedom, in the struggle for peace - let's go back, let's go back like crazy, always with marching steps, darling, look, the marches are being played, I don't want spicy meatballs, the spicy meatball samba would seem out of place in the middle of the marches. "... your waves are always for this cause..." For what purpose? I'm swinging keeping the tempo. America-America!..

In this novel, Selim Ileri puts Solmaz Hanım's wonderful life story, full of nightmares and destruction, from the founding phase of the Republic to the September 12 Military Coup, on the table in all its nakedness.



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Number of Pages: 360

Printing Year: 2011


Language: Turkish
Publisher: Everest Publications

First Printing Year: 2011

Number of Pages: 360

Language: Turkish