Arkadaş (Freind)
On one special holiday the ladies in the neighborhood came to the local türbe, tomb of a holy man, and hang their wishes/prayers on surrounding trees. One of my (Rebecca) closest friends is another stay-at-home-mom that lives in our neighborhood. It is an unlikely friendship-- she is poor, I am not; she has no more than a middle school education, I am a college graduate; she is from the village, I am from the city. Her accent is so thick I barely understand anything she says. But our children, close in age, play well together and we both have time to get together. My new friend has taught me a whole new level of generosity. She may not have much to her name, but she loves to share what she has. She often comes over with a pot of sarma , stuffed grape leaves, or homemade pickles or nohut , cooked chick-peas. She has learned her way all around our kitchen and whips up tasty Turkish dinners and sometimes does the dishes too. I have become Rebecca Teyze , Auntie Rebecca, to her chil