“Dat is the Hatti vonne Akyüns,” said our neighbor Anni in Duisburg. It was the finest welcome statement could wish for as a Turkish girl in the 80s in Germany. Actually, all questions as to my origin would be answered with Annis set. But ever since I can remember, a fight, or better said, whether it is English, if the parents have immigrated from another country.
Dieter Bohlen, almost of the home Ministers of the entertainment industry, has triggered the discussion about the origin. In a Casting-Show, he asked a five-year-old girl, where you come from. “Herne,” she said. Bohlen asked: “And your parents?” “Herne,” she answered. And because that was not enough apparently, still, he asked the child, where the grandparents come?
It is not the intention to prohibit curiosity
The girl, don’t know, so far, firm in the Faith, she was confused replied Herne, “I.” Your Asian appearance has confused Planks. English is, for many, still, who looks German. Or at least a German name. Under the #of a debate in the media and social media rages since the Bohlen interrogation.
Maybe you think now, the Akyün is not supposed to have that, it is nice when someone is curious and asks. True, it is not a question of banning curiosity. And no, the question “where are you from?” is also not racist. You just sucks. This is the question that we, i.e. those who do not look the same at first glance, English listening, in the most absurd situations, which ultimately result in absurdere conversations.
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to order There are days when I don’t have the nerve to tell strangers my real name. I don’t mean to be rude, it’s pure self-protection. If I call myself, for example, Heike, asks me where I, or my parents. Quite different but when I say Hatice. Then you end up after two sentences, in the case of Erdogan, and after a further two sets for the Integration.
the other day someone asked me at an event, if I could travel in Turkey. “Oh, I live like in Germany,” I answered. “And your parents, choose the Erdogan?”, he asked unabashedly. “Have chosen their parents AfD?”, back I asked snippy. So our conversation was over.
What I’m getting at is that I don’t want to in the morning talking to three at a Party on Erdogan or on the train, not the solution approaches for problems of integration from the Sleeve shaking. My father once said to me, as I wrestled with my Turkish identity: “It is in yourself, where you want to belong and where not.” What he meant was, that every one of us the determination has a right and even decides whom he would like to tell you about its origin.
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Joachim Huber
people can change, adjust, in your environment, to rise and practices to adopt. So it turns slowly, but steadily together. What I am, has its origin in the Anatolian village’s of my parents. For me, the best socialization to emancipate me in Germany.
