Many years ago, I was thirteen years old and my cousin had a traffic accident. He had to stay in bed for more than one year in order to recover. He could not walk well and could not imagine running. Those days since he was around 23 years old, he was feeling shameful, because of getting money from him parent regardless of the situation he was in. Imagine a person who cannot walk well but is thinking about selling something on the bazaar by himself. As soon as I heard his idea I decided to help him without any income expectation. Before Ramadan in Turkey, people buy candies and sweet things to serve in the holy days in which all relatives and people visit each other to celebrate these days. My cousin decided to sell candy and by using his connections his get them at a reasonable price. He and I make around 60 packets each are 1 kg. Each day I loaded some of them to the shopping carriage and I went to the bazaar by myself to sell as much as I can. As you know bazaars are crowded and every seller has to shout in order to praise their goods to the customers. As a young child, I saw the competition but also the friendship among the all sellers. They were trying to sell themselves and also their goods, but also they were always polite and kind to their competitor. I put my tray on a chair and start to shout to get attention from buyers. The first day was not bad, I was really happy to sell some of my candy packets without getting any help from anyone. When I returned to the cousin's home, he become also happy to see that I could manage to sell some packets. In the beginning, he was not sure about me but after some days he started to trust me. I had to stay at my aunt's house where my cousin also stays because I generally went to sell early and comeback from selling late. That's why I was away from my family as well. Days were passed like this and our packets were getting less and less every day. During this experience in my life, I got a big lesson on the last day of my work with my cousin. It was the last day of work and the day before the Ramadan Holidays. I need to sell all of my candy as soon as possible because my family planned to go to another city to visit some friends and they were waiting for me to leave my hometown. I had to make it quick but I might wait till night to sell all of the candy packets. I was sitting on my chair and a flashy car pulled up to the side of the road. An old man approached the car because the car had stopped near his counter. While the old man was talking about the quality of the candy package and the deliciousness of the candies, I grabbed a package from my counter and immediately approached the car. I told the man that my candies were also of good quality, and he had to buy them from me. The old man glanced at me. He wasn’t angry, but the action I made didn't make him as well. At that moment, the old man turned to me and said, the customer came to me first, why are you trying to take him from me. At that moment, I remembered the people I saw in the bazaar the first day. They were just marketing their products. They didn’t care if the client came or not. This ensured the balance between the people working in that market and enabled everyone to earn money in peace. Since there was no greed among the employees, the customers could spend time in the market in a more comfortable and peaceful way by being impressed by the tranquility of the environment. After remembering these, I regretted that I did it. As a little kid I hadn’t thought of it that well. On that day, which will be my last day on the market, I decided to do it as every marketer does, do your part and wait for the customer. While I was thinking about these, a salesman approached me. He was an old man, but his long black beard had not yet turned white. It was as if the heat of the air touched the smile on his face. He leaned over my ear and said, what’s wrong son, what’s your problem. He would have seen my actions and my regret, and he had to ask these questions to me. I told him that I had to sell my goods as soon as possible and my family was waiting for me. He told me that if I wanted to, he could buy all my goods at an affordable price. I could feel my pupils dilating with excitement. Would he really do that? After agreeing to a fair price, I gave all my sugar packets to that old man there. I kissed his beard and wished him well. After handing the money I earned to my cousin, I set out with my family to another city.
# What I have learned from what I have experienced
If the mistakes are made out of ignorance and unknowingly, we first hope that there will be no bad effects. On the other hand, it is no shame to be ashamed and regretful of the mistakes made. However, it should not be forgotten that we learn by making mistakes. Learning from mistakes will bring wisdom. Apart from this, greedily attacking the rights of others only brings harm and evil. Staying calm and living in a beautiful way brings peace and happiness to one. If you live as a moral person, help will come from a place you never expected. Unethical suing in the face of difficulties is one of the worst harms you can inflict on yourself and others. Therefore, whatever you are doing, be good and continue patiently. You will find what you hope.
