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Son olarak adında Türk bulunan bi şirketin böylesi savsaklamacı ve ne yolarsam kar mantığıyla hareket etmesi üzdü. #TürkTelekompişmanlıktır diyenlere katılmaya başladım.

binadaki interneti daireme getireceklermiş. 50 tl de ona bayıl diyolar. Zaten taahüdümüz var ya bi sene yoldukça yolmaya bakıyolar. Yeni müşteri olsam eve kadar çekerlerdi. Eve çekince interneti cepten kablosuz bağlanmaya farklı ücret isterler diye korkuyorum şimdi.

bağlantıyı yapacağını söylediler. İyi sabah için işten izin aldık. Ne gelen var ne giden. Ne arayan var ne soran. Aradım az önce diyo ki müşteri hizmetleri ekiplerimiz binanıza interneti ulaştırmış. E dedim dairemde nasıl bağlanıcam ben internete. Ekstra kurulum ücreti karşılığı+

İşi gücü bıraktım. Bi kaç sefer yaptım. Ankaranın bi yabancısı olarak muhtardan aynı caddenin farklı bi mahalle adıyla da geçtiğini öğrendim Arattırdım. İhsan buyurup hallettiler sağolsunlar. Bu bir. Taşıma ücreti olarak 36 lira alınacağını, bugün için 8 30 1330 da ekibin gelip +

#suriyeliler #تركيا_تطرد_السوريين #syrianrefugeesinturkey #Syrians #Syria #syrians_people

You can see how to be UNGRATEFUL 101 in some of this guy's tweets. @AsaadHannaa

same Syrians that we bear some much burden for complain about Turkey to other countries. I have just one recommedation: why don't you try to take refuge in those countries for once?

Nowadays we are in an economic bottleneck and authorities see our people is already disturbed by the way they tolerate refugees' situation and they are more cautious about the issue. But what I noticed from the news and the social media is that>>>

When I finished my service and went back to my neighborhood in Istanbul everything was changed. Even in 6 months. Small Turkish shops closed. Many Syrian shops opened with Arabic sign boards. More Syrian population with no adaptation to Turkish society. I felt like a stranger.

Nearly 200 Syrian men, all body-built, most stronger than me, on a Turkish beach, raising Syrian flag and chanting : 'Syria, Syria, Syria..' What I felt at that point for me and my comrades was humiliation, no more tolerance and pity.

We had to have guard duties for the stations for six hours a day and we have to have camouflage, armour, helmet, rifles and extra bullets at 40 degrees celcius. When I finished my duty one day i saw something in the news on TV.

I think it was one of the most important factors that damaged the victim image on our minds. Then 2 years ago, I got drafted for my compulsory military service for 6 months. I think I had my breaking point here. Those who do military service in Turkey know it very well.

What started to make things disturbing for me and for most of my people is that Syrian men have this habit of smoking Shisha at the parks and looking around for our women. You could even see a Syrian man smoking shisha on nearly every corner of a street. It was disturbing.

It didn't take long before I noticed that some of my Turkish friends lost their jobs because there was 'cheap labour' in the country. Well, at this point I felt sorry for my Turkish friends and wished things hadn't had to be this way.

But one or two years passed and things started to change in Turkey. Rents started to increase at a speed more than usual for starters. I didn't mind it, didn't even complain. We were saving lives. Then I noticed that all of my Syrian friends worked below the minimum wage.

Everything wasgood and I felt proud of mycountry hosting millions of refugees. They were very grateful for what Turkey did to save their lives because it was an unprecedented number of refugees accepted by a country in the modern times and many other countries turned a blind eye.

8 years ago when they first started to flood into Turkey we embraced them as brothers and sisters who fled from an unbalanced war. I pitied them, became friends with some of them. They were coming in 1000s which was OK because each and every one of them counted a life saved.

I have seen somuch Syrian refugees living in Turkey who try to play the drama queen lately because of the recent increase in belated deportations of refugees who jeopardize public security or lack official papers to reside in Turkey. So here is my experience with Syrian refugees:

and those dancing were thought to be insane by those who couldn't hear the music.