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Self Control
Character Education
Zehra's Diary: Self Control
Series EDAM Character School Books: 140
Edam Character
School Books General Editor Prof. Halil Ekşi
Author Ahmet Mercan, Neriman Karatekin
Illustrator Turan Dertli
Editor in Chief Hatice Işılak Durmuş
Editor of the English Version Zeynep Alp
Translation and Adaptation Zeynep Alp
Copy Editing Jane Harrison
Graphic Design Nevzat Onaran, Ahmet Karataş
ISBN 978-605-4919-81-9
Edition 2014, İstanbul
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Contents
Books Fascinate Me .......................................... 4
Ahmet Mercan
Puzzles, Crosswords and Other Things .............. 8
Ahmet Mercan
The World’s Best Store .................................... 12
Neriman Karatekin
I Take After Grandma ..................................... 16
Neriman Karatekin
Books
Fascinate Me
I “adore” my dad. I
know you’ll say that
everybody adores
their dad but my dad is
special.
The other day I
caught dad redhanded. It wasn’t easy.
I had to follow him
secretly for a long
time. I was always
curious about how just as I finished reading one
book, dad could appear with a new one. It seems
that he was buying books and hiding them on the
top shelf of the bookcase. Then when I was not
looking he would take one from the bookshelf
and bring it to me.
The other day I saw him just as he was putting
new books on the top shelf. I did not say
anything.
When dad went to work I looked at the books.
They looked so inviting. It was as if they were
calling out to me “Come on, read us.” I think one
was “Keloglan,” a storybook about the famous
Anatolian Turkish boy and his adventures.
Another one was “Ancient Stories” and there
were many more. I think there could have been a
puzzle book somewhere there too.
I was so curious. I was having dreams. In my
dreams books would come in front of me opening
their pages. Just when I came to the most
exciting part the page would close. I would
try to turn the page but I couldn’t. I woke up
frustrated each time.
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I couldn’t stand this anymore. In the end I
found a solution. I pulled a chair in front of the
bookcase. I put a few books on the chair and
climbed on top of them. Now I could reach the
books. I was reading them and then putting them
back again.
Every time dad came with a book that I had
already read saying, “Zehra, sweetheart, I have a
new book for you” I couldn't help but giggle.
Dad is so sweet!
One day at an unexpected moment, my method
of getting to the books failed terribly. I was in a
lot of pain. You will not believe it but I was crying
and laughing at the same time. As usual I was
trying to reach the top shelf of the bookcase
by climbing on top of the chair with the books
piled on top of it. One of the books underneath
my feet must have slipped. Just as I was putting
a book on the shelf I found myself on the floor.
I was in pain. It was my shoulder. There were
books scattered around the room. Some of the
pages were open as if they were mocking me and
saying, “Come on read us too.”
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