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And I love my stubborn, jealous, and sometimes frustrating Turkish man.
Carolina said, “I don’t know even how to make it, but I can make ‘arepas’ for breakfast sometimes…” (Arepa is a flatbread made of made of ground maize dough or cooked flour prominent in the cuisine of Colombia and Venezuela.)Carolina looks at Turkish women and somehow hates them: “Maybe I’m jealous because they don’t do that much. We sometime feel abused but it is not because of a lack of language, it is because of a lack of knowledge and courage, and we don’t have the power to stand up and say NO WAY (because we love them sooo sooo soooo much).” Suleman from Pakistan wrote, “BTW, Turkish women are filled with grace and beauty.
Nonetheless, I had a rude awakening about the characteristics of typical Turkish men within the first month I lived in Turkey.
I didn’t date much in high school or at university, and I wasn’t given much attention by men. I am a self-proclaimed bookworm and nerd to the core, so nothing could keep me from the gorgeous university libraries or research lounges.
My hormones and my Turkish men are none of your business. Ali Cem İlhan said they were generalizations verging on the borders of racism. said it was a desperate scream of a pathetic Turkish journalist.
“Yes, we steal your husbands as any civilized Turkish woman does!!” I understand the “stealing your husbands” part; I don’t understand the “as any civilized Turkish woman does” part.