“If you saw what I looked like, you would say, “He is a short and thin boy with blue eyes and fair hair.” My appearance wasn’t similar to my parents’, so that I have thought about the possibility of being a foster child.” These were what I was thinking about. While lying on my bed semiconsciously, “Breakfast is ready, everybody come here.” my mum shouted like what she does in every single Saturday morning. I reached the clock, which was next to me. It was 9 o’clock. After a few “I want to sleep more.” “OK mum, I’m coming.” I was ready to go to the breakfast. While washing my face, smells of the breakfast were pulling me to the dining room. I was so lucky because my mum was the best in the kitchen. My father has complained because of his large belly. For him its reason was mum’s meals.
Then we got together in the breakfast table. To start the breakfast there were lots of options: jams with different smells and colors, sausages, different types of cheeses, fresh orange juice and omelets with olives and tomatoes… I started with sausages as usual. Fast and exhilarated, Paw was running towards us, I predicted from the patter sounds. She was a 5 months old kitten when father found her in the entrance of the apartment. We tried to find her owner but we couldn’t find. Instead of putting her outside again, we chose to add her to our family.
We were a small family: mum, father and I. Although I would like to have a brother or sister, I don’t have any. We had moved lots of times, then we settled in Beşiktaş, which was very close to my school Robert College and my parents’ workplaces. Moreover, my best friend Emre, who was my classmate, has lived in Ortaköy, the place of waffles. Eating waffles with Emre when met there. These were good memories of us. He was short too. However his eyes were brown and he had got a very dark hair. Since we started school, we have been best friends. Ortaköy was very close to Arnavutköy, so I could go there on foot. I didn’t have so many friends but wasn’t a lonely boy either. I spent lots of my time with messaging my friends. “Ako and the others” was the band I was playing guitar and Emre was playing piano in. We used to take part in the school concerts. Furthermore I had 4 clubs in a week so I didn’t have so much time for laziness. Also I really liked reading books, especially about Greek Mythology.
Suddenly, mum said, “Eat quickly because we are going to go on a trip. We have been at home for a very long time. We need some fresh air.” It was unexpected because I have been taking guitar lessons on Saturdays since I was 5. In the same time my phone rang. It was a message from Emre. He was inviting me to a film tonight, Percy Jackson’s last film. He had planned a meeting with some of our classmates and he had got a list of things we can do before the film starts. In order to read, the list was too long. But it looked nice. Unfortunately I didn’t have a twin to send with my parents for me. Also I was studying on my guitar concert, which is in June. Even though the concert will be in April, I was still at the beginning.
Sitting on my lap and starting to purr, Paw wanted to be petted. She had finished her breakfast and started to eat mine. I was not hungry. Mum and dad had finished theirs also so they were cleaning the dishes and clearing the table. “Cem go and dress up, you should be ready in half an hour.” Mum said. “Emre sent a message to me. He had planned to watch a film with some of our old classmates and me. Can’t I go with them? Also by this way I can go to my guitar course too. You know, I’m not ready for the concert.” I said. Father interrupted us, ”So you mean you prefer your friends to us? When I was in your ages…” “I’m not curious about your youth father. Of course I don’t prefer them but we meet once in a blue moon.” Mum, ”We go on a trip together once in a blue moon too. We will stay there for just one night. Also I talked with your guitar teacher. He said ‘Cem can come tomorrow in the same time’.’ Your cousins Gözde and Mustafa will be with us too. It’s your choice of course but if you don’t come with us, we will be sorry.”
