Although they say "Time does not stop", time has stood still for the Turkish nation at 09:05 on #10 November for 83 years. November 10 is the death anniversary of the Great Leader Atatürk, who was bid farewell to immortality, and Atatürk's Commemoration Day.
The Great Leader Atatürk, who passed away on November 10, 1938, is commemorated with longing, respect and love, as always, on the 83rd anniversary of his death.
Atatürk, who changed the course of history, left the Republic of Turkey, a democratic, secular and social state of law, to be entrusted to the Turkish nation.
"My humble body will surely be soil one day, but the Republic of Turkey will stand firm forever." We continue to protect the legacy of Atatürk, who marks these days by saying. All Turkey, which got wet without rain that day, shares the same feelings today.
Not to mention the things he loved while remembering her. Atatürk was a true coffee lover. Reading the newspaper with morning coffee was one of her greatest pleasures. He often consumed coffee during the day. His friends describe his love for coffee with these words:
COFFEE IN THE MORNING
- Every morning when Atatürk woke up, he would first drink a cup of coffee with sugar, and meanwhile, after reading the daily newspapers, he would shave and take a bath. He also liked to sit cross-legged. (Nuri ULUSU, Librarian)
WHEN I WORK
- When he says, "Nuri, son, tell me my coffee", his thinking while looking out the window while drinking the coffee that came, his sometimes sweet and sometimes bitter smiles, then turning to me and saying, "Which book and where were we yesterday?" together, a few seconds later, the moment I open the page of the book he was reading and put it in front of him, he looks at me with love and appreciation...
He said, "Now tell me about my coffee so we can think about it." I immediately told him about his coffee, he started reading his book from where he left off, drank his coffee, read, read…
I will never forget the next morning. I came to our library early, I am working. Atatürk arrived at 11 o'clock, sat down at his desk, and a little later his coffee arrived as usual.
When Atatürk was working on any subject, whatever the subject was, he worked very carefully, calmly, calmly and very quietly. Only at the request of me or the people who were with them, they would eat a slice of fried bread and drink a glass of ayran, but they would also drink a cup of mocha coffee cooked with half a cube of sugar every hour.
IN TRAVEL-BREAKS
His Librarian, Nuri ULUSU;
In a bag next to us, there was cold water in a thermos and raw #coffee and sugar. If they wanted to work at their destination – and they usually did – we would keep books, notebooks and pens related to the day's work in a separate bag.
When they traveled to Istanbul, Izmir, Ankara or other cities, we would visit sports clubs, write memoirs in their notebooks, drink coffee, have conversations and then leave.
A morning man saw coffee and stopped the car, we got off and went inside. "You wait outside," he said.
He sat at a table, asked for a black coffee.
Kireçburnu casino. I knew the owner well, his house was also nearby. We went and woke up immediately, the casino was opened.
Immediately his famous coffee came and Atatürk started a wonderful conversation with those fishermen.
He visited the monument in Atatürk Municipality Park and took a break there to rest and sip his favorite coffee. When we arrived at the destination, we always looked around very well, then sat down or stayed. He drank his coffee when we took a break.
He also liked the tiny cottage in Söğütözü. Sometimes he would go, sit cross-legged under the willows and drank his coffee with pleasure.
Some evenings, he would come to this mansion with a tower, meet with the manager dealing with farm work, have a coffee, and sometimes even be very happy, have the dinner table set here, and stay here for the night.
IN INVITATIONS
Cemal Granda, who served Atatürk day and night for twelve years (between 1927 and 1938):
In his book "The Secret Notebook of Atatürk's Servant", he states that Atatürk offered coffee to his guests with these lines.
'The guests were offered coffee. We brought the coffees, it was drunk. The conversations took place in a very friendly atmosphere. M. Herriot was asking me for another unsweetened coffee in French: "Sans sucre cafee (i.e. unsweetened coffee)," he was saying. It would seem that he would have liked the taste of Turkish coffee. "You're welcome," I replied. And immediately, I cooked black coffee with care and brought it to our guest.
King of England, VIII. While Edward and the other guests were on the Ertuğrul Yacht, they were offered Turkish coffee. The service started from the host, not from the guests. So I brought two coffees first.
After Atatürk gave the coffee to the guest, he turned to me and ordered: "Bring me a black coffee, too."
ON THE FRONT
Atatürk's love for coffee, of course, existed before the proclamation of the Republic, not before. His fondness for coffee while fighting at the front; In Halide Edip Adıvar's work titled "Türk'ün Ateşle Imtihanı", in which she turned her memories of the struggle for independence and the proclamation of the republic into a novel;
Although we seemed calm from the outside, we were experiencing difficult times in the Headquarters. I was always busy with translation and machinery in my office. Sometimes Mustafa Kemal Pasha would come, order a coffee and sit for a while. In those days, he was trying to manage the scattered forces working with all his energy for the purpose.
I said, 'Rest, Pasha, go to bed.
Saying, "No, let's have another cup of coffee," he called out to Ali Sergeant, who was serving him.
Finally we got the result. Yakup Kadri also stopped at the Headquarters with us. Mustafa Kemal
While Pasha's aide brought news without stopping, Mustafa Kemal Pasha was cursing them all. It was morning at last.
Mustafa Kemal Pasha: “Ismet lost the battle of Eskişehir; Let's have another cup of coffee."
We can understand from the following sentences that he also bought coffee to the enemy soldiers who surrendered during the war.
'Sit down, General, you'll be tired'.
After that, he stretched out his cigarette case and ordered coffee. Although he treated General Dionis with kindness, his eyes were in Trikopis's eyes...
in his last days
General Secretary Hasan Rıza SOYAK;
'I understood that both the advice of the doctors and the meticulous precaution of his companion in this matter had been in vain. He found a way, he smoked as much as he wanted, and at the same time he continued to drink coffee often, although it was not the same as before. Of course, he did not hesitate to engage in state affairs, to attend the Grand National Assembly and to hold important negotiations. In other words, although he was quite shaken from the crisis he had, he finally returned to his old way of life and active life after five or ten days of rest and fasting'.
On Thursday, October 13, he had another abdominal water removal operation. Finally, when the operation was over, Atatürk took a deep breath and said; "Ohhh... I'm so relieved," he said. “Now give me a cigarette and a coffee.” Here he was winking at an old custom of the healthy era. A dirham of happiness between life and death, a little taste in the mouth…
FINAL COFFEE
He drank his last coffee on the morning of September 7, 1938. He was sick, he was severe. Professor completing his examination
Iessinger solemnly warned. He said, "I see that you are not paying attention to my suggestions, it is gratifying that you have reduced smoking, but please do not drink coffee, a cup of coffee is more dangerous for you than alcohol right now, please give up your coffee habit."
“Okay,” said Mustafa Kemal in a gentle manner… “I propose to drink my last coffee together.” The coffees have arrived. He sipped heavily, as if saying goodbye. After the professor left the palace, Sabiha Gökçen entered the room. Mustafa Kemal said in a sad tone, "Come, Sabiha." "I'll tell you a secret, I'm strictly forbidden to drink coffee, see that cup, that's my last coffee!"
Sabiha takes the cup. He pretends to take it to the kitchen to be washed and keeps it with its grounds for sixty-five years. He presents it to his wife, Eriş ÜLGER, who was a writer before he passed away.