Put A Sheep In Your Pocket - Proverbs In Istanbul

Once in Istanbul I was eating at a cheappotential customers but I didn't see why I had to
restaurant near Sultan Ahmet- the Blue Mosque. Itsubsidise the whole trade on my own. At one
was one of those times when a bomb had gonepoint, I thought of buying a small carpet and
off or there was a war on somewhere, andcarrying around with me all the time, so that I
despite this being a tourist area there wascould show them I already had one, but obviously
nobody but me in the place. And then a ladythat wouldn't have worked. They would have told
walked in. For some reason I decided she mustme I needed a bigger one. Then, one day, I
be Korean. She had a little girl, just about tochanced upon the Sahaflar
experiment with walking, but mostly anÇarşısı the outdoor book
experienced and very fast crawler. And as soonmarket near the Grand Bazaar and there I found
as the lady tucked into her meal, the little girl wasa big red book entitled A Dictionary of Turkish
off, under the next table, round the corner, pastProverbs. I learnt an easy one at the front of the
me and straight for the door on the street. Onbook - At var, meydan yok - We have a horse
the threshold one of the waiters whisked her upbut no parade ground. And the next time I was
and carried her back to her mother, who paid herpropositioned by a carpeteer, just to change the
no attention whatsoever. Five minutes later thescript a little, instead of saying No, thank you,I
girl was off again, and again a waiter carried hersaid At var, meydan yok. And then something
back. On the girl's fourth outing it was the cookstrange happened - words failed him and he fell
who came out from the kitchen and grabbed her.behind me - for about five seconds- then he
He held her in his arms, put his chef's hat on hercaught up- but I had bewildered him for a bit. So I
head and stood in the window with her and theylearnt some more proverbs, I thought that if I
both waved at passers-by until the mother hadcould master eight or nine I might be able to put
finished eating. The city was full of little poeticenough distance between us to escape. And
gestures like that. Every now and then someonesometimes it worked. Lack of logic was not
would give you their time or something theysomething they were prepared for. Fish are in
owned in a completely unexpected way. I gotfrying pan, hares in the plain, If you cannot find a
really used to it, so that one day when I wasgreat man to consult, find a great rock, When a
trying get back to the city from half-way downsnake has a headache it comes out into the
the Bosporus, I got on a dolmuş bus and asmiddle of the road. If you don't have a mirror,
I stood stooped in the small vehicle just behindlook at your neighbor If you want yogurt in
the driver, I was not really surprised to find thatwinter, carry a sheep in your pocket. I had no
people were handing me money. It took me aidea what they meant. I actually tried carrying a
few seconds to realize that these were all fares Isheep in my pocket one winter, but nothing
had to hand over to the driver and that I wouldhappened - well, no yogurt at least. But I did
then have to sort out all the change. The onlymanage to get away more often and in a much
people who ever bothered me were the carpetbetter mood, go down to the Spice market and
sellers who would follow you for what seemedthe fish market and the lane where they sold
forever, turning everything you said into anotherwonderful old knives and kitchenware and as in
question. No thank you, would be answered bythe wonderful poem by the Turkish poet Orhan
Why not? and Because I don't want a carpet byVeli (Istanbul's dinliyorum) listen to the city with
Why don't you want one? and so on and so on.my eyes closed or do what I most enjoy there-
And if you said nothing it was even worseride the boats which cross all day from Europe to
because they would then go through everyAsia.
nationality in the world in many differentYou can read more writing and poems by Phillip Hill
languages. Français ? Italiano ? English ?at Sideways Station.
Deutsch ? I realized that there were not many