Saturday, August 25, 2007

Mrs. Bratz

















In my Turkish class my teacher called the young students by their first names, but I was Kloe Hanim. I know this was a mark of respect, and she was a bit younger than I, but it made me feel so old. In fact, I am, but I fight against it every moment. I also got called Kloe Teyze (Aunt Kloe), which was even worse.
One good thing about casual SoCal is that everyone, young and old, gets called by their first name. And pretends to be young.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Just wait until the check out persons in the market begin calling you "dear!" That's a shocker, but this "stage" definitely has it's perks!

kloeamongtheturks said...

Hi Joanne,
You're right, everything's relative...
Thanks for reading!
Kloe