Mother's childhood home in Ortaklar |
The day before Bayram we drove out to a small village
outside of Aydın call Ortaklar to stay at my host mother’s childhood home
during the holiday. After arriving in Ortaklar, we visited the cemetery to pay
our respects to relatives. The quaint village life of Ortaklar was very different
from the hustle and bustle of city life and the countryside was very relaxing.
It reminded me a little of home since it seems like every farmer owns a
Massey-Ferguson 240 tractor which is the same tractor I have. I love the smell
of diesel fumes in the morning.
Ortaklar |
Early on the first day of the holiday we had a sheep delivered
to the house and was sacrificed. I will spare you the details but I will tell
you that it was very gruesome to watch for the first time. After we sacrificed the
sheep the work started. We skinned the sheep, butchered the meat, cleaned out
the stomach to cook and skinned the head to boil. During the holiday I had some
of the best food I’ve ever had as well as some of the worst like işkembe, which
is basically boiled sheep stomach with absolutely no flavor to it. Thought the
day children visited wishing a happy Bayram and we gave them candy and money in
return.
Our sacrifice or kurban in Turkish |
kurban eti (sacrifice meat) |
On the second day of the holiday we visited friends and family and delivered meat to them. Every house we visited offered almost the same thing; a piece of candy or chocolate, kolonya (a lemon based hand cleanser) and some kind of dessert. Older family members usual gave money to children who kiss the hands of elders to show respect and I made a few lira by kissing a few hands.
Bayram money |
I hope everyone had a great Bayram and to all the other YES
student abroad I hope you had just as much of a good experience as I did. It
seemed like everyone in Morocco had a great time from their sometimes very
graphic pictures.
Best,
Kyle