Tag Archives: Kenne

Stirring the pot: Hacivad quotes Rumi, Karagöz fills me in on “Turkish love rats”

Posted on August 5, 2011 by lizcameron

It is four in the morning. Hacivad jumped on my shoulder as I snuck out of the bedroom in my now-famous demure, white cotton nightgown to take a breather on the patio. I can’t stop thinking about the postings from … Continue reading →

Posted in Cross-cultural learning moments, Visits from the Karagöz puppets | Tagged argument, conflict resolution, culture shock, Kenne, Khadijah, navigating, night, Turkish love rats | 14 Comments

Just dropping by: Caught in the white cotton nightgown with juicy peaches and once-boiled tea

Posted on August 3, 2011 by lizcameron

It is 10 a.m. and the sun is beating down on the waxy leaves of the pomegranate bush outside – I can almost see the heat waves emanating from the leaves themselves. I thought that only happened from inanimate objects…like … Continue reading →

Posted in Cross-cultural learning moments, Visits from the Karagöz puppets | Tagged etiquette, Kenne, Khadijah, olive oil, tea, Turkish, ugly American, what to wear | 16 Comments

Karagöz daydream #2: Flying from west to east with Khadijah and Kenne, my first female Karagöz shadow puppets

Posted on August 1, 2011 by lizcameron

The shadows are back. They exist beyond my boyfriend’s South Boston apartment, I think. Not sure this is a good or bad thing. This time, it is a man in western Ottoman-era dress with a pince-nez and a lady in the red dress of … Continue reading →