It’s easy to say, 84 years ago today, a country fell into mourning and bid farewell to its founder.
It has been 84 years since Mustafa Kemal Atatürk, the founder of the Turkish Republic, was bid farewell to literature. In 84 years, we understand his value much better and miss him more and more every day. You sleep well. We are the guardians of the Republic and its works.
I am Turkish, I am correct, I am hardworking.
My life is to protect my little ones, to respect my elders, to love my country and my nation more than myself.
My ideal is to rise, to go forward.
May my existence be a gift to the Turkish existence.
O Great Atatürk, who made this day possible: I swear that I will walk without stopping on the path you have opened, the ideal you have established, and the purpose you have set.
How happy is the one who says I am a Turk