Perspective

It is a pity that people do not have clear and permanent information about their past. If we don’t want to make mistakes, we should learn lessons, and these lessons are best learned through a speech.
I couldn’t wait to talk, I wouldn’t hide my feelings, I would reveal the facts with all their truth, maybe we’ll have to be tough on ourselves, but what is besides being human…
I would tell the Turkish people not to do this day tomorrow, I would tell the Turkish people not to throw away what happened. I’d like them to take a broad look at what’s going to happen and what’s happening. I asked him to proudly say that he has a daughter instead of being embarrassed.
I’d say it’s not hard to get what they want, I’d just tell them to set goals and want it. I would say, “Dream the impossible, success will follow you.” Instead of saying that the conditions are bad, I would teach the Turkish people to say that at least the conditions were bad, I tried and failed.
I would teach them the Republic and justice. I would characterize this to them not as a form of government in which the government or the president is elected by the people for a certain period and with certain powers, but as the common decision of a society that always knows how to stand up to its decisions. I would teach them to remember their culture, and where they came from.
I used to teach them the words of a man who said the O Republic. I would advise you to love every inch of the country. I used to say that a place called home will always remain home. I used to tell them that every inch of their hometown was bathed in red. I would teach him not to apologize where necessary, not to squat, and to seek his right. I used to tell them why art wasn’t a rattle and why Universities weren’t just men with degrees within 4 walls. I would explain why a shepherd has as much right to cling to life as a college student.
I would tell the perspectives of the Turkish people. I would teach you what empathy is. I used to tell them that to survive, only patriotism is needed, not anyone’s love. For the sake of why the republic is not just a word, I would explain why their grandfathers did not have their fathers. I would make them read why a united force was born and I would get help from historians for this. I would tell them why they should spend their lives for their homeland and love. Why should schools be built on the hills of the villages?
In my words, I would tell the Turkish people that they should not cry. That there is always a chance, that they should be ashamed of their words, not their gender or family… Why do they have to empathize and why they shouldn’t write another National Anthem…