🟣 Fatma YILMAZ (61), Trabzon'un Karaburun Yaylası'nda tek başına hayvancılık yapmaktadır. Fatma inekleri ve kuzularına bakarken çok mutlu olduğunu, onlarla vakit geçirmekten keyif aldığını ve hayatından çok memnun olduğunu söylüyor. Yaylada günlerini komşularıyla dayanışma içinde geçiren Fatma, şehre indiğinde fazla kalamadığını ve hemen yaylaya dönmek istediğini söylüyor. Babasının vefatıyla zor günler geçirdiğini ve babasına hala özlem duyduğunu bizlere anlatıyor. Keyifli seyirler.
Bismillahirrahmanirrahim.
Oh, Mercan, you pissed and filled the barn!
Fatma's Highland Life
I would eat her beautiful black eyes.
Girl, what did you do here now?
You did something that would never happen, it's a shame, just wait.
Wait, honey, wait.
You were so shameful, but now you are so shameful, Mercan!
This is not how guests are greeted.
Let me pour hot water, the weather is hot.
Okay I am coming!
Sweeties!
Don't get too close and you'll get a double hit in the back.
The vet was going to give him an injection, which was killing him.
I'll eat that black eye of yours, eat it honey, come on.
Oh girl!
You make one head of cheese, you work on it for a week.
You will turn it sour.
You will melt it.
You will take the water and salt it.
You will put it in its place, so the work never ends, never.
We put it on the car and it was overturning the car.
Why did I come to buy a calf from you?
There was shouting, the men all left and
said don't let him see us and handle it.
Coral!
Whoa!
Oh vote!
It didn't happen now!
What is this!
When I get angry, he smells me, so he says why are you angry with me?
Karaburun Plateau - Trabzon / Turkey
Black is a child.
Let it come, let it come, let it come; Come my love, come!
Come, come, look here, come, come!
Come!
Come!
Moon!
Come to me, come to me.
But do you know how much I love these?
Oh.
The man brought it so wet.
He threw him off the plateau and sent him to the car.
I looked at him like that.
First, I gave him a drink with a syringe.
His mouth was so small it wouldn't fit on anything.
Wait wait.
I will kiss him now, his grandmother will kiss him.
His grandmother will kiss him now, his grandmother will eat him, he
is his grandmother's grandson, he is his grandmother's honey morsel.
Grandma gave him milk.
Come.
Go now.
Well done.
Applause.
Okay, my pashas.
We've reduced the work here a little bit.
I made this place myself.
This milk job is very difficult at home.
No matter how careful you are, it still drips on the ground.
I nailed this place in two days.
I finished it, and as I was going down the stairs,
I fell backwards from the stairs into the river.
A cattle has a lot of work to do and its work never ends.
But if you ask the people down there, they will say: "You are lying down on the plateau."
You say it's 600 TL per kilo and they say: "Oh, how expensive!"
But they never figure out how it gets there.
They say you are paying too much.
Well, don't lie down and look down there too.
Look, sell it cheap then.
I am not in a position to look after cows, my feet are very bad.
But we are used to it, I will make it myself and eat it ourselves.
Before I came here, I had filled the cupboard downstairs
with my cream, butter, cheese and
various types of minzi.
Let them eat there.
No, I haven't bought any oil from the market for years
.
I thought of a yoghurt and went crazy.
Serdar said: "Let me buy it, mom, ready-made yoghurt from the market, from the best brand."
I said okay, he went and got it.
He brought a three kilos of yoghurt.
I sat down and ate a plate of it like crazy.
I was going to die, I almost died.
Oh my, I'm dead, I'm sick to my stomach; I went crazy and fell into the middle of nowhere.
Oy, this is inedible, what was in it, it poisoned me.
Mom, you've become like this psychologically because you don't love him.
What does yoghurt do to a man?
I said no son, this yoghurt poisoned me.
It was evening and he said bring me a plate of that yoghurt so I can eat it.
He ate a plate of yoghurt and his stomach started to hurt.
I said, did you see? Didn't I tell you?
This poisoned me, I said, there was something about it.
You don't know what's in it, it's yoghurt, yes it is yoghurt.
It stays in the cupboards for months without getting spoiled or anything happening.
But are our yoghurts like that?
We make it ourselves, ferment it, and eat it.
I can't live a day without yoghurt.
I cannot make this yeast naturally, we buy this yeast with money.
In the past, they used to kill a two-day-old calf and take its yeast.
No calf slaughter now, bismillahirrahmanirrahim.
My doctor told me that your feet are very bad and you cannot walk on rough terrain.
He said his feet are not in very good condition.
But I said, "Sir, I have a cow and I don't want to sell it."
I talk to him, chat with him,
spend my day with him.
I can't eat something made by someone else.
Everything must be done with my own hands, naturally.
I don't know, butter, cheese, minzi and cream are different.
I do it all with my own hands.
I eat the way I want.
No one has untied their cows yet.
Why were they so late?
I will wash this now with its own water.
We cannot rinse it with any other water so that it does not rust.
God knows, but it will rain.
I have no problems with this plateau.
I have no worries, I don't think about anything.
As long as God commands, I
will come here until I die, whether I have a cow or not. I cannot stay down there in the summer.
My blood sugar goes up a lot there in the summer.
My blood pressure is very high and I feel very bad when the heat hits me.
But it all ends when you come here.
I perform my prayer and lie down.
I wake up in the morning, milk my cow again, and work on its milk.
I make my tea and drink it.
I don't have any gossip with anyone.
No one says anything, no sound comes from anywhere.
My mind is very clear.
When May comes, I will see when I can go down in Değirmendere
to see if the snow on the mountains above has melted while I am on my way to Trabzon.
Come on, slow down.
Go right after the cow, oh Mercan, don't go, girl, graze!
Let me go after the right cows!
Come Boncuk, come Boncuk, come!
Come come come!
Come son, come grandma, come!
Well done to my son.
I was a transhumant for a year, my father got sick.
My father had pancreatic cancer.
I came, I was there, I'm getting worse, I'm leaving.
I came again and went again.
I got on the bus and they called me after me.
He got worse.
Well, I don't have a private car here.
I'm here, the cows are at the door.
The neighbors had tied it up and untied it.
They called me to ask how your father was.
I said, my father's condition is bad, now I got a phone call, I will come back.
I asked, "What are you doing with these cows? Are you looking after them?"
They gathered, they are all old women, but I don't trust them very much either.
Can you take care of these cows? I'm going back
. My father's condition has worsened.
They told me that either you can make it or you can't.
There was one uncle Cafer here and he said:
"Who will look after my daughter, no one can look after her, let's wait for some solid news." said.
He wanted to tell me that I should receive news of his death.
Something happened to me.
The man called and said:
"Where are you? Are you there yet?" said.
"Come load the cows." said.
There was uncle Halil, there was our Korik Halil.
He said, "Brother Halil is there?" I said, "I'm here." He said, "Come and load the cattle."
He is looking at me from the wall and I am talking to women.
"What happened, father's friend?" he asked me.
He was such a good, perfect man.
I said, "Brother Halil, get the car ready, let's load the cows."
The girl said, are you crazy?
I said, "Come on, Halil, don't stop." "Okay dad friend," he said.
He went and loaded the car and the soil arrived.
We gathered the cows and loaded them into the car,
and I felt like I had driven an hour in a year.
We went down and took the cows down.
My bride was waiting there, she took the cows to the barn.
I went out to my father and the evening prayer was approaching.
While they were reading the Quran, I felt bad and couldn't get in.
My father saw me through the window.
May God have mercy on him, I feel like I'm looking at him now.
He saw it from the window and says to my mother in a low voice:
"Is that girl, Fadime, here again?"
It was 10 to 11 o'clock and he passed away.
My transhumance that year was very difficult.
One week...
One week later, I loaded the cows again and came back again.
In a week my cows were unrecognizable.
Summer is hot, plateau animals have gotten used to the plateau.
That's just the way life is.
Sometimes it is very beautiful, sometimes it is very sad.
I lost my father.
I said that the world has collapsed on us, we cannot handle it.
But I had my mother and she gathered us together.
A child came yesterday.
I guess he wasn't talking to his mother.
He came and sat for a while, I forget where the topic was brought up.
He said, "I won't buy or eat anything of yours." I said, "You're not doing me any good."
When you lose your mother, then you will understand what I did, but
it will be too late, go hug your mother.
She is a mother, maybe she made a mistake.
But she is a mother, go hug her and comfort her.
Say I love you, hug and kiss him.
It's very hard not to find it.
That's how it happened.
He made such a mistake.
He ended his own life.
He made a mistake and lost.
It's been 8 and a half, 9 years and so on.
Then he got sick, but we didn't hear about it. If we had heard that he was sick, the kids wouldn't have left him.
Lets!
Bead!
Bead, Bead, Bead!
Where did you go, mother, come, come, come!
Run, run, run!
Come!
Bismillahirrahmanirrahim.
This is now
Hoşmeli, actually we call it kuymak, but it is not kuymak, this is Hoşmeli.
When it comes from cream, it should be pleasant.
Corn flour, cream,
let's see if we can find cheese, we will put cheese in it too.
This is the famous Hoşmeli of our plateaus.
My children are behind me, God bless them.
I stood behind them and they stand behind me, our life goes on.
I am so happy, I am so well, thank God.
I am very well, I have no problems with my children.
I had grandchildren.
My son has a son, let his grandmother eat him,
she has already taken me to a completely different place.
I hold on to them and I go with their love.
Our lives continue with them.
This "far far far away" will be cooked now
Come mom, come, come!
Bead, Bead, Bead!
Have you come, your mother's pasha?
You grazed there, did you come, were you hungry?
Shall I give you milk? Wait a minute.
You went and graze and came back. Did those girls go that way?
Have you found them yet?
Oh I'll eat that black face, come let me kiss you a little!
Come, let me kiss you a little, no one will look at you from there, come.
He couldn't get enough, he couldn't get enough.
Unsaturated.
Come!
Don't hit it, eat without hitting it!
Wait wait wait you wait.
Wait for your brother to eat after that, let your brother eat after that, wait.
Wait!
Okay, let's give him some now, wait.
Oh I'll eat her insides.
It's over, it's over, there's no more, there's no more.
It's over, it's over, it's over.
Enjoy your meal.
Now go and lie down in your seat.
Okay, you have eaten, now it is our turn to eat too.
Come on, enjoy your meal and go to bed.
It's boiling around here during the meadow time.
It gets crowded during meadow time, but we are five migrants here.
We are so comfortable, so comfortable here.
We are happy here, we don't have any gossip like that.
We are five neighbors and we gather together and eat together.
I cook it, we eat it at my house.
He cooks it and we eat it at his house.
We are always like this, our days pass like this every day.
I got up and lit the stove.
I will put the milk into the machine.
While sitting in front of the stove, I looked straight ahead.
Something big is going ahead.
Something is following him, at first I thought it was a sheep.
I said, "Did these sheep stay on the mountain in the morning, are they coming down from there?"
I went and bought my distance glasses and came back.
If you see the wolf going ahead, you would say it is a bear.
It's huge, but in military style, none of them are one step ahead of the other.
They have a movement, the elder one in front, followed by the other.
As they were coming down, they realized that this place was festive and returned.
They lined up on the road and left.
They went towards Montenegro.
There are many people who see them like that.
God forbid, if they come across a human, they are in flocks and will grab them and leave.
Last year, they collected the carcasses of 60 sheep of the sheep farmer below
.
He slaughtered 60 sheep in a second.
So there are those problems too.
Our cows are gone, I don't know where they are, God knows.
It's dangerous when there's smoke.
But the women left, they probably followed them with the doors closed.
I tell them I can't go, I'll cook dinner for you.
Come and eat, but don't tell me to follow the cows.
Thank God, they look after my cow, buy it and take it away.
They are inseparable anyway.
Sweetie!
Will I forget you, my love?
I won't forget you.
No, no, I won't forget, wait.
My father was very different to us.
If I had heard a harsh word from my father just once, maybe I wouldn't be like this.
I've never heard of.
-But your father suffered a lot too.
There is no land that it does not enter,
from Kalafka above, Özdil, above Yomra
. -I loved hitting the scythe. (Scythe makes mowing sound)
He would stand in one place and bring all the grass to his feet.
He taught us that we would always hit, so I would do it too, but
I would hit too quickly, he said it wouldn't work like that.
You can't be hit with a scythe like that, you are killing yourself, you will do it slowly.
I'm looking at the cows and I see two here.
I guess they're all there.
Even if they came and I tied them, this cold rain hit them.
I don't want to at all.
I never want the rain to hit the cow.
When they arrive, I dry them in the barn.
I don't want them to get cold, so I spread their diapers.
You wake up in the morning and it's cold, they throw them out, they become like pickles.
I don't want it at all, I will feed it in the barn, it will be warm at home so I can throw it out.
He is very smart and speaks, so even if he had the tongue, he could answer me.
I get angry at him while milking him, but if he tries,
I get angry at him.
He takes his head out of the bait and puts it on my shoulder and says "hmm".
Why are you angry at me? It must be such an animal.
He's the only one who can't speak. If he could, he could tell you everything.
We took this, left his mother downstairs, took this and came to the plateau.
Then it was Eid al-Adha and we left him there for 20 days.
We took this and came back,
but I couldn't even milk her mother by putting a bowl under her, her breasts fell to the ground.
She gave birth 18 times.
I would bring one home with this and give it to the calf to drink in half a bowl.
His mother was very milky.
Our day goes by with lambs and cattle and ends here.
It's evening, go to bed, wake up in the morning, continue the same work.