Saturday, December 18, 2010
Swing in bed
Amsterdamli arkadasimiz Betti Halis'i gormege geldi. Son gelisinden beri bir yili askin bir zaman gecmis, o zaman sarkilar soylemisti. Bu defa da getirdigi guzel kokulu kremlerle kollarini, yuzunu masaj yaparak rahatlatti. Herzamanki sevecen sesiyle konustu. Halis'in hissettigi tepkilerinden belliydi. Bu arada beni de ihmal etmiyerek getirdigi " it's never too late" piyano ogrenim kitabiyla piyano dersine basladik. Kitapla birlikte gelen cd yi birlikte dinledik. Tempo tuttuk. Iste bu bolumun basligi boyle olustu; It's never too late.
Our friend Betti from Amsterdam came to visit Halis. It had been a year since her last visit when she sang him songs. This time, she massaged his face and arms with aromatic oils that she brought and relaxed him. She spoke to him with her familiar loving voice. It was obvious from his reaction that he felt her. She also thought of me and brought a piano lesson book called "it's never too late". We started classes and listened to the CD what came with the book. We kept rhythm. Hence the title of the entry: It's never too late.