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Simana’s Diaries
Simana’s Diaries -7- The Sacred Encounter
That year, Simana was seventeen.
And she had begun to ask herself life’s questions for the first time. But those questions wer...
Simana’s Diaries -6- Memories
Simana slipped through the entrance of the tent after sipping her morning tea.
Her
steps were light, but the years accumulated...
Simana’s Diaries -5- The Birch Tree
By the time
Simana turned eight, Başkam had stopped asking her questions. He no longer explained the answers; he simply let her sme...
Simana’s Diaries -4- The Early Years
Simana’s tent was always surrounded by a sense of tranquility. This wasn’t because the paths had forgotten her. It was because those wh...
Simana’s Diaries -3- Başkam Tüleç
The person who embodied the spirit
of the tribe was Başkam. His role was much more than simply healing the sick or sending off the ...
Simana’s Diaries -2- Daughter of the Earth
In the silence
of the forest, there was a stream trickling through the rocks. The water wound its way through the stones, blending ...
Simana’s Diaries -1- Umay Ana’s Gift
Simana was sitting in front of a tent made of goat hair. In her hands was a stone-carved cup containing half a cup of tea: an olive bra...
