Misunderstanding mama...
Especially soothing syrup...
Ninni
Fouled-up Flirting...
Young Love
Person to person, hand to hand...
Politics spoken here...
For Language Lovers?
Stoned near Ankara
The Ladies Turkish Bath...
Driving in Turkey...
John can do...
To pay the bill...
Our "Private" Conversation...
Were you talking to me?
The Tell-Tale Thud
Cussin' in the Rain...
Ayran a good race
Just peachy ...
You're my beloved...
A dolt by any other name...
Shish enough, and more...Ed. 5.0
Especially soothing syrup... One day, back in 1986, in the middle of winter, shortly after moving to Turkey from the U.S., I developed a horrible cold with all the accompanying unpleasant symptoms -- the runny nose, weeping eyes and the cough. The type of cough that keeps you awake all of the night. In the morning, I was determined to go to the pharmacy to buy some cough syrup. I managed to catch my husband before he left to go to his office and asked him what the Turkish name for cough syrup was. 'Öksürük surubu' was his answer. Of course, I immediately forgot it -- didn't write it down (I'll check the dictionary before I go out, I thought). Okay, that time was 'before glasses'...so I scanned the dictionary before leaving for the pharmacy where the woman who owned the pharmacy spoke good English and I was sure I would have no trouble. Unfortunately, the lady of the pharmacy was not in the store that morning -- so I was met by a customary "Merhaba-Hos geldiniz," from the young man who was a new graduate of the Pharmacy Faculty at Ankara University. This was his first job and he knew no English, at all."Hos bulduk," I said. (What do I do now, I thought.) Well I knew what I wanted so decided to just ask for it -- "Osurmak surubu, istiyorum." I smiled weakly and tried to cough a little to show what I wanted. "Is your stomach upset?" he asked me."No," coughing again -- this time louder! "Are you having problems with your intestines?" he asked. "Do you have gas?" Gas, intestines, my stomach!? What (I wondered) did that have to do with my cough?Luckily, a real coughing attack came and before I knew it the young man was laughing and reached behind the counter and handed me a box of cough syrup. I paid the bill, went home and puzzled about why he had asked me all those 'strange' questions about my gastro-intestinal system and problems totally unrelated to my cold. Ah well, I thought, he probably wanted to be a doctor! And was just checking out if I really had a cold. Didn't think anything about it until evening when I told my family about my successful (!) trip to the drugstore... I, oh so proudly, explained that I had bought the cough syrup and gave the Turkish phrase I had used! My husband was convulsed with laughter and my daughter in a typical teenage manner said "Where did you get the word for cough syrup from?" I got the dictionary and showed her... "Mom, you need glasses! Do you know what you asked for?" "Yes, I asked for 'cough' syrup -- was there something wrong with that?""Mom," she said with an ever-broadening grin, "you asked for 'farting syrup'!!"
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