Tuesday, August 19, 2008

THE ROUTE OF WİND

YÜZÜKLERİN EFENDİSİ FİLM OLMADAN ÖNCE,İNGİLİZCE HAZIRLIKTAYKEN ÖDEV OLARAK YAZDIĞIM BİR MASAL.İSİMLERDEKİ BENZERLİK DİKKAT ÇEKİCİ ÖYLE DEĞİL Mİ?VE O ZAMANLAR CANI DA TANIMIYORDUM.ÖYLE BİRİ YOKTU YANİ HAYATIMDA.GERÇİ HİÇBİR ZAMAN DA OLMADI O AYRI. ÇOK TUHAF AMA YAZDIĞIM HİKAYELERDEKİ KAHRAMANLARLA DAHA SONRA TANIŞACAĞIM İNSANLAR ARASINDA ŞAŞIRTICI BAĞLAR VE BENZERLİKLER ORTAYA ÇIKIYOR.KENDİMDEN KORKMAYA BAŞLADIM.

THE ROUTE OF WİND
MANY YEARS AGO,THERE WAS A FAMİLY.THEY HAD TWO CHİLDREN ONE İS A GİRL AND HER NAME İS CANKIZ AND ONE İS A BOY,HİS NAME İS CEMŞAH.THEY LİVED İN AN OLD RUİNED HOUSE.
CEMŞAH DİDN'T LİSTEN TO FATHER AND MOTHER.CEMŞAH WAS NOUGHTY.BUT CANKIZ OPPOSSİTE OF CEMŞAH,WELL BEHAVE.CANKIZ WAS POSİTİVE.
NATURE CONDİTİONES MADE THEM STRONG.THEİR FATHER'S NAME WAS CESUR.HE WAS BRAVE.CESUR WAS GOİNG TO SWAMP FOR HUNTİNG SNAKES EVERYDAY.HE WAS TO PİCKİNG-UP VEGETABLES THEN HİS VİFE COOKİNG THEM....
CANKIZ PLAYED PİANO FROM MORNİNG UNTİL EVENİNG AT HOME.SHE MADE SCULPTURE FROM CLAY EVERY DAY.ONE DAY CANKIZ VENT TO THE CAVE AGAİN TO FİND CLAY.HER BROTHER CEMŞAH WENT AFTER THE DUGS.CANKIZ WALKED TOO MUCH AND GOT TİRED.SHE SAT DOWN TO REST.SHE FELL ASLEEP.WHEN SHE WOKE-UP,EVERY WHERE WAS BLACK.SHE WAS BRAVE BUT SHE GOT SCARED.SHE STARTED TO WALK.A LİGHT WASCOMİNG FROM A SMALL POİNT.SHE WALKED TO THE LİGHT.SHE WALKED İN A DOOR.THERE WAS A FLOWERS,FRUİTS,SOME CREATURES.THE CREATURES LOOK LİKE HUMAN AND BİRD AT THE SAME TİME...SUDDENLY,CANKIZ MET A YOUNG BOY.HE WAS VERY HANDSOME AND COULD FLY.HİS NAME İS ŞAHİN.CANKIZ FLEW TOGETHER WİTH ŞAHİN.THEY PASTED ON THE OCEAN.THEY FLEW WİTH THE WİND.WİND LOOK THEM THE NİCE PLACES.CANKIZ SANG SONGS AND CEMŞAH LİSTENED TO HER UNDER THE MOONLİGHT.SHE MADE SCULPTURE OF HİM AND GAVE İT TO ŞAHİN.ŞAHİN SAİD: " YOU SHOULD GO HOME.WE ARE FROM DİFFERENT NATİONS.İF YOU DON'T GO,MY ANCESTORS WONT FOR GİVE ME.."
CANKIZ QUİETLY CRİED.AND CAME BACK....
ONE MORNİNG,WHEN SHE WOKE UP SHE SAW THE SCULPTURE ON HER CUSHİON.THERE WAS A NOTE UNDER THE CUSHİON.SOMEBODY WROTE: "YOU CAN FİND OUT WHERE I AM,İF YOU FEEL WHERE THE WİND İS COMMİNG FROM.YOU CAN HEAR MY WORDS FOR YOU,İF YOU LİSTEN TO THE WİND.YOU CAN FLY ON THE OCEANS WİTH ME ETERNATY EVEN İF YOU DON'T HAVE WİNGS.

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