SAYI 53 / 15 EYLÜL2005

 

SCHOOL IS A TEXTBOOK: SYMBOLISM AND RITUALS IN TURKISH CYPRIOT SCHOOLS
(Turkish >>>)

Neþe Yaþýn





Symbols and rituals play a very important role in socializing the student to the national identity and building the enemy image. They are strong ideological apparatuses in reproducing the system and making continuity. According to Comaroff and Comaroff “ rituals become cultural means to preserve tradition and to reproduce “continuity” in theoretically constructed bounded communities.” I will talk about several Turkish Cypriot school rituals as a means to reproduce the paradigm of conflict and justify the status quo. I also want to make some semiotic readings about the photographs of atrocities and bring some thoughts on their role in reproducing the paradigm of conflict. Symbolism coming through nationalist poetry is also an important means in building a collective consciousness and it constructs an important part of national ceremonies.

“Now we have become part of school
And filled up the classes
School is our home
Long live our school”

This famous Turkish children’s song is a celebration of being part of the school. School is their home and school belongs to the nation and each student is given education, which is also named as national education. A student is expected to be a productive and valuable member of the nation.
School is a colorful place. It is decorated with flags, pictures and scripts on the walls.

Children have to declare that they are part of the nation with the morning prayer which starts with the words; “I am a Turc, I am right, I am hard-working “ and it ends with these words “I give my whole existence as a present to the existence of Turkishness.” Then there is the national anthem, which starts as “Don’t fear! The red flag floating in these horizons will not extinguish.”

Remembering the poem of the famous Turkish poet Can Yucel regarding the first day experience of a school child makes me smile

Annecigim
Bugun okulda hicbirseyden korkmadim
ama su Korkma Sonmezden cok korktum

Mummy
Today I feared nothing at school
I only feared from
Don’t fear

Fear has always been a strong element in Turkish education. In Islam moral values are achieved through fear of God. It is believed that respect to the elder ones could be achieved through fear. It is a means for decipline and the school environment has to provide this fear.

I want to start by taking you to a certain Turkish Cypriot school building with its two flags: the TRNC and the Turkish flags and a statue of Kemal Atatürk at the entrance. It is very probable that the school may be carrying the name of a martyr. The second strong probability is that the school is situated in a street which is also named after a martyr (“Sehit “something “sokaðý” and “Sehit “something “okulu.”)

I want to speak more about this building because it is very probable that the school building was a Greek Cypriot school building and is being used by the Turkish Cypriots after 74. I don’t think any teacher would give an assignment to the students about the history of the school building. Or even if she or he would talk about it the historical narrative will very probably justify the situation. Very probably it would be like this:” Our oppressed people were liberated one day thanks to the Turkish Army who gave us all these opportunities for the future.”

The evil persons (the bad other) of the narrative have to be known better by the students. The most important encounter with the enemy is realized through a visit to the Museum of Barbarism

The most important aspect about this Museum is that it is a place where history of violence persists to live.

For many children the first visit to the Museum is when they attend the Elementary school and the museum is the exact spot where violence took place. A Turkish Cypriot official Internet site describes the museum like this:

The date is the 24th December, 1963... The onslaught of the Greeks against the Turks, which started three days ago, has been going on with all its ferocity; and defenceless women, old men and children are being brutally killed by Greeks. And Kumsal Area of Lefkosa witnesses the worst example of the Greeks savage bloodshed...
The wife and the three infant children of Dr. Nihat Ilhan, a Major on duty at the camp of the Cyprus Turkish Army Contingent, are mercilessly and dastardly shot dead while hiding in the bathrooms of their house, by maddened Greeks who broke into their home. This incident is a glaring example of Greek barbarism.

The photograph of the dead children and their mother is like a stamp of Greek Cypriot violence to the Turkish Cypriots psyche and being one of the atrocity photographs in the world has become the main tool for propaganda and lobbying. It is a symbol for victimisation. The victims are mother and children. The most innocent subjects in life. They are killed in their own home while they just wanted to hide in the bath tube.

This horror story is lived by the visitors of the museum on the spot. Everything is left untouched the bloodstains; hair and parts of the dresses and shoes of the children are there. Other rooms of the Museum are also filled with photographs of dead bodies. One of the other striking things about this museum is that it is actually a habitat for one of the survivors of the incident. Yusuf Gudum is still living in one of the rooms of the museum. The building is his own property and he lost his wife during the incident. When visitors come he comes out of his room and narrates the event.

One of my later visits to the Museum I asked Yusuf Gudum to interview him but he said that he can not answer questions, he just has to start narrate and finish. But he answered to this question that I have asked him. I asked “ Uncle Yusuf, why are you living here with all these bitter memories and with all this sad atmosphere?” and he replied
“I am living here because of the garden. I have to look after it. If I leave the trees would die!”

Part of his narration is as follows:
"On the night of the 24th of December, 1963 my wife Feride Hasan and I were paying a visit to the family of Major Dr. Nihat ilhan. Our neighbours Mrs. Ayshe of Mora, her daughter lshin and Mrs. Ayshe's sister Novber were also with us. We were all having supper. All of a sudden bullets from the Pedieos River direction started to riddle the house, sounding like heavy rain. Thinking that the dining-room where we were sitting was dangerous, we ran to the bathroom and toilet which we thought would be safer. Altogether we were nine persons. We all hid in the bathroom except my wife who took refuge in the toilet. We waited in fear. Mrs. ilhan the wife of Major Doctor, was standing in the bath with her three children Murat, Kutsi and Hakan in her arms. Suddenly with a great noise we heard the front door open. Greeks had come in and were combing, every corner of the house with their machine gun bullets. During these moments I heard voice saying, In Greek "You want Taksim eh!" and then bullets started flying in the bathroom. Mrs. ilhan and her three children fell into the bath. They were shot. At this moment the Greeks, who broke into the bathroom, emptied their guns on us again. I heard one of the Major's children moan, then I fainted.

When I came to myself 2 or 3 hours later, I saw Mrs. Ilhan and her three children lying dead in the bath. I and the rest of the neighbours in the bathroom were all seriously wounded. But what had happened to my wife? Then I remembered and immediately ran to the toilet, where, in the doorway, I saw her body. She was brutally murdered.

The visits to the Museum is usually done at the martyrs week which starts on the 21st of December which is the anniversary of 1963 Bloody Noel events. In those days some corners with photographs and writings are prepared in the schools. These photographs are either photographs of dead people sometimes photographs of dead bodies and women and children crying.

Dogus Ertac a Turkish Cypriot student now member of one of the bicommunal groups talks about his visit to the Museum as follows:
I visited the Museum of Barbarism: I was in the primary school and at that week (Sehitler haftasý) they (the teachers) took us to that museum and it was really bad in my opinion because when we see those things at those days we had the idea that “Greeks are bad people”But now I have the right idea; Only some Greek Cypriots did this so I don’t say they
are bad people…”

The main theme of the Martyrs week is that these heroes have died for us to have today’s liberated atmosphere and the land we have today as our “vatan”(homeland) and State and in order to keep their memory we have to protect this land which is washed by their blood and due to this is a holy place that you can not give away even a single stone of it.

Another theme is to show the character of the enemy who is merciless and who have done all these masaccares to the innocent people with the aim to terminate the existence of the ethnic group that we belong to on this island.

Poems are read during the ceremonies. You can find a good collection of poems in Turkish Cypriot literature about Greek Cypriot atrocities. Poetry has always been a strong weapon for nationalism. Nationalism works a lot with the emotions and especially popular poetry can serve this function successfully. Here I want to quote some lines from an introductory letter Rauf Denktas wrote to a theme anthology compiled by Gulgun Serdar
.
“Through bringing together all these poets who stress our attachment to Turkey ýn terms of culture, our longing to Anatolia, to the flag. Our determination to own Cyprus which we believe is Turkish land then this book serves as a big guide in our search for an identity and character.”1

Dogus talks about the effect of these poems on him:

“The kind of poetry: Generally sensitive poems, which really affect all the Turkish Cypriots deeply, even me. They do this because they don’t want us to be friends again. These days in my opinion are days to increase the malice that has been slowly disappeared through the years.”

An other theme of the week of Martyrs is revenge which is already taken by the Turkish Army which saved all our lives and protected us from becoming like one of those photographs .We are reminded that this enemy is living not very far and we have to watch and be careful. Usually all the ceremonies start with the wreath putting to the statue of Atatürk.

Many schools have one of these statues in their yards. Loyalty to Atatürk and his basic principles is connected with pride of being part of the wider Turkish nation it is embodied in the published aims for national education which require that:

“Every member of the community have at heart the reforms of Atatürk and be a dedicated nationalist; and adopt, uphold, protect and improve nationalism, morals, human, spiritual values of the Turkish nation”

Tanyel Cemal, another member of the bicommunal groups describes the activities of the Atatürk week like this:

“ At 10 kasim we have a competition between classes, which is Atatürk Kosesi. Every class decorates their class with flags, poems about Atatürk, pictures of him and a lot more. A group of teacher go to each class and at the end choose the best one.”

Atatürk is a strong symbol for the connection of Turkish Cypriots with Turkey.

10 Kasim 10th of November ceremonies are a shared experience with the Mainland Turks. At 10th of November of each month at 9.05 life stops for one minute to pay respect to the memory of Atatürk

Atatürk is the father of the big Turkish nation and his struggle is a big inspiration for Turkish Cypriots. During his lifetime Atatürk has no words about Cyprus. On the contrary his Misak-i Milli policy was exclusive of the Turks living outside national borders. But ‘n Turkish Cypriot nationalistic poetry we see him as a symbolic figure for the unification of Cyprus with Turkishness.

The treatment of his statues is almost totemic. Any kind of attack to his statues would be considered a big insult to the whole nation which was a case once in the Pyla school, very probably a provocative action.
His photographs are everywhere in schools. He is the stamp of identity and a symbol of being proud of being part of a big nation.

A research to bring out how the school children feel about these symbols would be very instructive. I think in their early years they become attached to them but from my experience from one year’s teaching in the secondary school I can say that later they become objects of the teenage rebel. “BetonMustafa” is one of the names given to Atatürk. A critic of numberless ugly statues. I witnessed students making fun of nationalistic poetry. I don’t know why but another hero the poet Namik Kemal who was an exile in Cyprus is a subject of sex jokes.

But I think repeatedly seeing the photographs of dead bodies have a tremendous effect on the human psyche

What does the photographs of dead bodies signify?

May be its necrofilia that is causing this widespread demonstration of dead bodies.

The argument is that showing this brutality and violence will teach the younger generation the real face of the enemy. It is a means to strengthen the argument that we can not live with them. When we say them this implies a general category. They are the first person singular “Rum” (The name given to Greek Cypriots) which we hear everyday in political speeches. They are not differentiated, they are all the same and they are all together responsible for the killings. Seeing these photographs repeatedly evoke certain feelings. We stop seeing their details. They just become an obscure image, a penetration to our unconscious. A generalized message about the enemy. These photographs are the capture of those moments in history, a past that is embodied in our souls and imply our unavoidable separation from those generalized others who are responsible for this.

Roland Barthes’s perception of photography in general is as follows:

What the photograph reproduces to infinity has occurred only once: The Photograph mechanically repeats what could never be repeated existentially. In the photograph the event is never transcended for the sake of something else: the Photograph always leads the corpus I need back to the body I see; it is the absolute particular, the sovereign Contingency, matte and somehow stupid, the This (this photograph and not Photography), in short what Lacan calls the Tuche, the Occasion, the Encounter, the Real, in its infatigable expression.”2

In the meantime these photographs of atrocities transcend into a means of proving our thesis. They become a powerful tool for lobbying.

The photographs themselves represent an attack. They are our attack and our reversed act of violence towards the enemy. And the missing part of our story is that they also have similar photographs like us and they use them in the same way. In their photographs they are the victims and we are the perpetrators.

It is very interesting that the symbolic photograph for peace builders in Cyprus is also a photograph of violence. It is the photograph of Dervis Ali Kavazoglu and Costas Misauli.( They were murdered in 1964 because of their struggle to bring the two communities of Cyprus together)

What this photograph signifies is much different than the photographs of other dead bodies. It also reminds you of a killer and of injustice but the message coming through this photograph is not a message of one’s hatred towards the other but it is love. It is not one against the other but it is ”both” being victims of violence.

May be there is another message coming from the creators of this scene captured by this photograph and “reproduced to infinity”. It is fear. “If you think and act like that this will be your end!” kind of warning.

What I see as another difference in this photograph is that it doesn’t attack me. It is a photograph of two with a strong connection. It is a scene of violence committed towards to the act to avoid violence. It is a summary of all the photographs of atrocities on both sides.
Their death is like a saga to all the other photographs a death on the way of struggle to stop this blood.

How to deal with symbols?

A lot of statues have been built to different places of Northern Cyprus after 74. The common denominator of these statues is that they are related with death. They are erected to glorify the memories of those who died on the way of saving our lives from the enemy. When you look at these statues they create in you again this feeling of attack, the similar feeling created by the photographs of atrocities. The figures are phallic and they carry the militaristic spirit.

Many years ago I went to interview the sculptures of a monument in Gonyeli erected for the memory of those who died in the village and I asked him questions about what does a martyr symbolize to him, what feelings does it evoke and what is the best way to keep their memory and how did he imagine of this figure to represent his feelings.

He was startled with my questions and gave me the impression that what he tried to create was a replica of the monuments done on these occasions. I asked to different people in the streets what they think and how they feel about their monuments and their answers reflected this feeling of attack. I named this newspaper article I wrote as “ the monuments of death inside us”

These monuments still exist among us. In time we stop seeing them they become part of the environment. We do not stop to think of their meaning but they relate certain energy, certain psychology to us. It is like living in Greek Cypriot houses and belongings, we forget that we are living inside them or using them but they give us this uneasiness, this feeling of guilt deep inside our unconscious.

Deep inside we also now that the way we are accusing the others they are doing the same thing towards us. We don’t live very far from them and we can feel this energy coming from them towards us.
We know that each day we celebrate as a festivity is a mourning they for them and we now the meaning of mourning very well because it is also part of our own experiences.

What makes us suffer is the paradigm of revenge. Revenge is a counter attack, which will generate another attack. It is the changing role game of the victims and perpetrators and there is no end to it. The prevalent feeling we have as Turkish Cypriots is that our “revenge is taken” but this immediately evokes that now they have a revenge to be taken.

To shift from this paradigm to a paradigm of empathy and culture of peace requires a process where we have to deal with all these symbols and rituals. The best way is to see them altogether. Putting all the photographs of atrocities each side created towards the other will immediately transcend you from the feeling of attack to the other to the despise and rejection of violence and a wish to embrace the other who has the similar experience with you. As it is in the photograph of Kavazoglu and Misauli.


Dipnot

1 Serdar, Gulgun, 1571 den 1964 e Kibris Turk Edebiyati – Arastirma- Inceleme, Lefkosa 1986

2 Barthes, Roland, Camera Lucida, Vintage 1993 p.4