Engineer Wanted“That first day the telephone rang non-stop untill midnight.”By [图耳其]Ilyas HalilI chanced acrodd him in a metro station. He was a man of medium height with a slight paunch. His eyes shone with joy. At one look, you coukd instantly tell he was one of us, that is ,a Mediterranean type. His face was a sunburned mixture of untains and seaweed. He stopped: “Do you see these people?”he asked. “They all came here looking for work!”I gave him a quizzical look. “Whom are you talking about?” He indicated the passengers getting off the subway train. “All of these people are following me; they all want me to give them a job. See that man in front wearing the green jacket ? He's followed me all the way from Rome! 'We have no jobs!'I say. None of them listen. 'Please, brother,if you really want to ,you can do it!' they answer. I beg your pardon, my friend, my name is Duzcan Senkir. When I saw the Cumhurriyet newspaper in you hand, I Knew you were one of us. I just returned to Canada from Turkey . If I don't tell about it, I'll explode from frustration.”
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被通缉的工程师“就在那第一天，电话铃声不停地响到了子夜”。 ---伊利亚斯。 哈里勒（图二期）我是在地铁站偶然碰上他的。他中等身材，小腹微微隆起，眼睛里闪烁着快乐的光芒。我一眼就立即看出他和我们是一个地方的，来自地中海。他的皮肤被晒得黝黑，是那种混合了海底山脉和海藻的颜色。他停下来问我：“你看到这些人了吗？”“他们都到这里来找工作了！”我神情古怪地看了他一眼：“你在说谁啊？”他指的是那些正从地铁里出来的人们。“所有的人都在跟着我，他们都想让我给他们找份工作。看见前面那个穿绿夹克的人了吗？他从罗马一直跟我到了这里！”我们没有工作！我说。 可是没有一个人肯听。“兄弟，求求你，如果你真的想干，你就能行！”他们回答。请原谅，我的朋友，我叫杜斯坎 森吉尔。 当我看到你手中的Cumhurriyet报纸的时候，我就知道你是我们中的一员。我刚从加拿大回到土耳其，如果我不告诉你，我就会沮丧的要爆炸了。“。