The Karagöz puppets have been nagging at me. “When are you going to write about us again on that Internet?” I usually say something along the lines of “be quiet, I’m studying Turkish on Rosetta Stone,” or at times I’ll just say “I am so tired and I don’t feel well, I have to put my health first, beyond puppets.” This does not go down well.
They are done being diplomatic and are now much more insistent. I hear them whispering as a group, saying things like “now that M’Lady is still sick, the cross cultural elements of their relationship are even more present in odd ways where perhaps he is not Turkish-seeming at all given how supportive he is! She should be writing! The potential for macho myth stereotype busting is off the charts and she’s ignoring it.
And then I hear the politically correct puppet named Esma say things like “just because he’s a Turkish man, we shouldn’t assume he can’t or won’t be happy to cook and clean.”
However, nothing got the puppets more riled up and giggly than seeing the instructions for our Turkish citizenship application for me. They thought the instructions were a perfect example of Turkish red tape bureaucracy. And indeed I do agree. The puppets were not, however, very helpful when it came to understanding how to implement the instructions.
The modern puppet, Celebi, was feeling a bit sarcastic and downtrodden when he commented on our attempt for me to gain Turkish citizenship. He reflected “why do you even want to think about getting Turkish citizenship when there are incremental moves being made by the AKP – such as this move to separate men and women from eating together in public universities. Or even the idea that police should be allowed to search and investigate co-ed private apartments near universities. Every day, there is something new that takes us farther towards traditional sharia-types of law.”
Regardless of our concerns about what is happening in Turkey, we are still exploring the citizenship option – mainly so I will have health care and expanded property rights for our time there.
So, today’s post is actually more of a question. As my application for Turkish citizenship (slowly) moves forward, my next task is to obtain a “certificate of good conduct.”
Oy vey. Allah, allah! How’s that for Islamo-Judaic mixing?
In addition to multiple other bureaucratic papers and photos, we need this in order for M. to apply for our “aile cüzdanı,” which by understand to be a “family card” listing all the members of his family. Of course, needless to say this is a patriarchal focus. Whatever, I’m over that.
Here’s what I’d like to know – how have others gathered this “certificate of good conduct?” Via a criminal record check in once State – in the United States? A letter from a trusted Turkish friend or relative? Any advice greatly appreciated!
And now I will return to Rosetta stone studying… A program which I love and highly recommend. I am speaking more Turkish than I ever have… Even if it makes the puppets cringe, wince and roll over to play dead at my at times grammatically horrible misstatements. More on that to come!