Our association used to continue cooperation activity. Our budget was existed with the money we gathered among us each month and it was enough for the needs of our association. We thought if it's possible to find new resources to improve our budget.
It was before the Ramadan. One of our friends, who have a shop in the city, wanted to make food aid for our neighbourhood. It was a nice offer. We could also add something and help poor residents. Rice was being sold easier in TMO ( Soil Products Office). However each individual could only buy 2 kilogram rice from TMO. We, as administration of the association, visited TMO. We learned that we could buy 5-6 carryall of rice with an official letter. It was Ramadan and all of us needed rice. We bought 6 carryall of rice. We donate 1 carryall of rice to the association and shared 5 carryall among us. Uncle Amo Dede who had recently informed about our activity donated 20 litre oil for the association. We measured provisions and put them in packets. It was the time to determine who will be beneficiaries for food aid.
We were preparing a list for beneficiaries. We started to write with the poorest one. A..., B..., ..., Mehmet the Çororo... Yusuf the president said "Don't write Çororo. I will give him provisions by myself." We were all surprised. Çororo Mehmet was brother in law of Yusuf and one of the poorest residents of the neighbourhood. Yusuf was also a poor person. He had more needs than any of us. His behaviour forced us to be carefull offering names to be beneficiaries. At the end, we prepared the list and give packets full of provisions to beneficiaries. Most of the beneficiaries were living in shanty town.
Next evening, i face anger of my mother. "Why didn't you write A... and Z.. to the beneficiaries list. They maledict us because of you." "We couldn't write everybody to the list mom. We bought these with our money. They have no right to maledict us!". She was a little bit calmed down. However she was still unhappy. "But they still gossip!" "Let them do whatever they want. We are doing the true things..."
We were planning to improve our budget. We organized a raffle amony residents of the neighbourhood. It was possible to make enough money for needs of the association selling 1000 lottery ticket. We also wanted to remind Ederlez entertainments which had started to be forgotten. It looks logical to all of us. We started preparings for the activity. We printed tickets and put up for sale. We selected gifts. Quarter liras, 5 litre oil, towels, cloths... We decided to buy remainder tickets by ourselves. However we sold all of them.
We put musical instruments centre of the neighbourhood. An incomplete house was planned to be raffle and show area. The young started to dance there. Everybody was there. Uncle Mamut the angel wanted to participate one of the competitions. 3 contestant were trying to find money with their mouths in 3 tray full of yoghurt. Everybody was laughing at the situation. Uncle Mahmut lift his head with the money in his mouth. We handed the microphone to him. He shouted: "Long live Fenerbahçe".
It was a happy day. Even winners were happy, losers were not unhappy. We give people stockings as the smallest prize. We were tired at the end. But this experiment remind us new ideas...
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