<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?>
<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10turkishfull.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;DkEERX88fyp7ImA9WxNaGEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401113</id><updated>2009-12-03T06:30:04.177+02:00</updated><title>Kisa Hikaye Arsivi</title><subtitle type="html">herseyin bir hikayesi var...</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://alacasite.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://alacasite.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401113/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>alacasite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>218</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/kisahikayearsivi" /><feedburner:emailServiceId>kisahikayearsivi</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname>http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><feedburner:feedFlare href="http://add.my.yahoo.com/rss?url=http%3A%2F%2Ffeeds.feedburner.com%2Fkisahikayearsivi" src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/us/my/addtomyyahoo4.gif">Subscribe with My Yahoo!</feedburner:feedFlare><feedburner:feedFlare href="http://www.newsgator.com/ngs/subscriber/subext.aspx?url=http%3A%2F%2Ffeeds.feedburner.com%2Fkisahikayearsivi" src="http://www.newsgator.com/images/ngsub1.gif">Subscribe with NewsGator</feedburner:feedFlare><feedburner:feedFlare href="http://feeds.my.aol.com/add.jsp?url=http%3A%2F%2Ffeeds.feedburner.com%2Fkisahikayearsivi" src="http://o.aolcdn.com/favorites.my.aol.com/webmaster/ffclient/webroot/locale/en-US/images/myAOLButtonSmall.gif">Subscribe with My AOL</feedburner:feedFlare><feedburner:feedFlare href="http://www.bloglines.com/sub/http://feeds.feedburner.com/kisahikayearsivi" src="http://www.bloglines.com/images/sub_modern11.gif">Subscribe with Bloglines</feedburner:feedFlare><feedburner:feedFlare href="http://www.netvibes.com/subscribe.php?url=http%3A%2F%2Ffeeds.feedburner.com%2Fkisahikayearsivi" src="http://www.netvibes.com/img/add2netvibes.gif">Subscribe with Netvibes</feedburner:feedFlare><feedburner:feedFlare href="http://fusion.google.com/add?feedurl=http%3A%2F%2Ffeeds.feedburner.com%2Fkisahikayearsivi" src="http://buttons.googlesyndication.com/fusion/add.gif">Subscribe with Google</feedburner:feedFlare><feedburner:feedFlare href="http://www.pageflakes.com/subscribe.aspx?url=http%3A%2F%2Ffeeds.feedburner.com%2Fkisahikayearsivi" src="http://www.pageflakes.com/ImageFile.ashx?instanceId=Static_4&amp;fileName=ATP_blu_91x17.gif">Subscribe with Pageflakes</feedburner:feedFlare><feedburner:feedFlare href="http://www.plusmo.com/add?url=http%3A%2F%2Ffeeds.feedburner.com%2Fkisahikayearsivi" src="http://plusmo.com/res/graphics/fbplusmo.gif">Subscribe with Plusmo</feedburner:feedFlare><feedburner:feedFlare href="http://www.thefreedictionary.com/_/hp/AddRSS.aspx?http%3A%2F%2Ffeeds.feedburner.com%2Fkisahikayearsivi" src="http://img.tfd.com/hp/addToTheFreeDictionary.gif">Subscribe with The Free Dictionary</feedburner:feedFlare><feedburner:feedFlare href="http://www.bitty.com/manual/?contenttype=rssfeed&amp;contentvalue=http%3A%2F%2Ffeeds.feedburner.com%2Fkisahikayearsivi" src="http://www.bitty.com/img/bittychicklet_91x17.gif">Subscribe with Bitty Browser</feedburner:feedFlare><feedburner:feedFlare href="http://www.newsalloy.com/?rss=http%3A%2F%2Ffeeds.feedburner.com%2Fkisahikayearsivi" src="http://www.newsalloy.com/subrss3.gif">Subscribe with NewsAlloy</feedburner:feedFlare><feedburner:feedFlare href="http://www.live.com/?add=http%3A%2F%2Ffeeds.feedburner.com%2Fkisahikayearsivi" src="http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1piYkpqHC_35nIp1gLE68-wvzLZO8iXl_JMledmJQXP-XTBOLfmQv4zhj4MhcWEJh_GtoBIiAl1Mjh-ndp9k47If7hTaFno0mxW9_i3p_5qQw">Subscribe with Live.com</feedburner:feedFlare><feedburner:feedFlare href="http://mix.excite.eu/add?feedurl=http%3A%2F%2Ffeeds.feedburner.com%2Fkisahikayearsivi" src="http://image.excite.co.uk/mix/addtomix.gif">Subscribe with Excite MIX</feedburner:feedFlare><feedburner:feedFlare href="http://www.yourminis.com/subscribe.aspx?u=http%3A%2F%2Ffeeds.feedburner.com%2Fkisahikayearsivi" src="http://www.yourminis.com/images/addtoyourminisbadge.gif">Subscribe with Yourminis.com</feedburner:feedFlare><feedburner:feedFlare href="http://download.attensa.com/app/get_attensa.html?feedurl=http%3A%2F%2Ffeeds.feedburner.com%2Fkisahikayearsivi" src="http://www.attensa.com/blogs/attensa/WindowsLiveWriter/BadgeredintoBadges_10C02/attensa_feed_button5.gif">Subscribe with Attensa for Outlook</feedburner:feedFlare><feedburner:feedFlare href="http://www.webwag.com/wwgthis.php?url=http%3A%2F%2Ffeeds.feedburner.com%2Fkisahikayearsivi" src="http://www.webwag.com/images/wwgthis.gif">Subscribe with Webwag</feedburner:feedFlare><feedburner:feedFlare href="http://hub.netomat.net/account/account.autoSubscribe.jspa?urls=http%3A%2F%2Ffeeds.feedburner.com%2Fkisahikayearsivi" src="http://www.netomat.net/blogger/images/icon_netomat_feedbutton.gif">Subscribe with netomat Hub</feedburner:feedFlare><feedburner:feedFlare href="http://www.podcastready.com/oneclick_bookmark.php?url=http%3A%2F%2Ffeeds.feedburner.com%2Fkisahikayearsivi" src="http://www.podcastready.com/images/podcastready_button.gif">Subscribe with Podcast Ready</feedburner:feedFlare><feedburner:feedFlare href="http://www.flurry.com/pushRssFeed.do?r=fb&amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Ffeeds.feedburner.com%2Fkisahikayearsivi" src="http://www.flurry.com/images/flurry_rss_logo2.gif">Subscribe with Flurry</feedburner:feedFlare><feedburner:feedFlare href="http://www.dailyrotation.com/index.php?feed=http%3A%2F%2Ffeeds.feedburner.com%2Fkisahikayearsivi" src="http://www.dailyrotation.com/rss-dr2.gif">Subscribe with Daily Rotation</feedburner:feedFlare><feedburner:feedFlare href="http://www.wikio.com/subscribe?url=http%3A%2F%2Ffeeds.feedburner.com%2Fkisahikayearsivi" src="http://www.wikio.com/shared/img/add2wikio.gif">Subscribe with Wikio</feedburner:feedFlare><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0MHRns-eip7ImA9WxJWGE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401113.post-2317666508732198277</id><published>2009-06-24T11:13:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T11:17:17.552+03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-24T11:17:17.552+03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="oyun" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="seçim" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mutluluk" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dilek" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="çocuk" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sevgi" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="anne" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pozitif" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="eğitim" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="iş" /><title>Sen Uyurken</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://alacasite.blogspot.com/feeds/2317666508732198277/comments/default" title="Kayıt Yorumları" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401113&amp;postID=2317666508732198277" title="0 Yorum" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401113/posts/default/2317666508732198277?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401113/posts/default/2317666508732198277?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/kisahikayearsivi/~3/5GY3OA9BTpc/sen-uyurken.html" title="Sen Uyurken" /><author><name>alacasite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12306027373903849089" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><content type="html">Sevgili çocuğum, seni uyurken seyretmek, nefes alışını duymak için sessizce odana girdim. Gözlerin kapalı,huzur içindesin. Sarı buklelerin melek yüzünü çerçeveliyor. Bir kaç dakika önce çalışma odamda çalışırken birdenbire içimin sıkıldığını fark ettim. Dikkatimi işime veremedim ve bu yüzden sessizce seninle konuşmak üzere odana geldim. Bu sabah, yavaş giyindiğin için sabırsızlanıp, Sana 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Hcb4fBKCL-VkshYFrnJ0EB9X60Q/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Hcb4fBKCL-VkshYFrnJ0EB9X60Q/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Hcb4fBKCL-VkshYFrnJ0EB9X60Q/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Hcb4fBKCL-VkshYFrnJ0EB9X60Q/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://alacasite.blogspot.com/2009/06/sen-uyurken.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkMAQ306cCp7ImA9WxJQGUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401113.post-2662597676742533266</id><published>2009-06-02T16:43:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T16:47:22.318+03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-02T16:47:22.318+03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="seçim" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="çocuk" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="merak" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="anne" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="hedef" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ders" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="karar" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mutluluk" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="yardım" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ev" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="zaman" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="deneyim" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="resim" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="para" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sınıf" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="eğitim" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="hayal" /><title>Maket</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://alacasite.blogspot.com/feeds/2662597676742533266/comments/default" title="Kayıt Yorumları" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401113&amp;postID=2662597676742533266" title="0 Yorum" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401113/posts/default/2662597676742533266?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401113/posts/default/2662597676742533266?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/kisahikayearsivi/~3/ZlNlglbCt-w/maket.html" title="Maket" /><author><name>alacasite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12306027373903849089" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><content type="html">-Emre! Haydi, kalk oğlum! Okula geç kalacaksın. Emre, annesinin sesiyle uyandı ve:-Tamam anne! Az sonra geliyorum, dedi.Sabahları erken kalkmak onun için oldukça zor oluyordu. Çünkü annesinin bütün ısrarlarına rağmen gece çok geç yatıyordu. Her sabah kendi kendine: "Bu akşam erkenden yatacağım. Azıcık uykuyla okula gitmek çok zor geliyor, bana." diyordu, ama akşamları televizyon izlemekten 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/4JSfJewWF_vZ5uKBShPg1k-9lXY/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/4JSfJewWF_vZ5uKBShPg1k-9lXY/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/4JSfJewWF_vZ5uKBShPg1k-9lXY/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/4JSfJewWF_vZ5uKBShPg1k-9lXY/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://alacasite.blogspot.com/2009/06/maket.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0YDSX46eip7ImA9WxJQGEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401113.post-7614603932529644161</id><published>2009-06-01T12:35:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T12:39:38.012+03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-01T12:39:38.012+03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ders" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="kral" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="para" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="merak" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="güven" /><title>Haznedar</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://alacasite.blogspot.com/feeds/7614603932529644161/comments/default" title="Kayıt Yorumları" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401113&amp;postID=7614603932529644161" title="0 Yorum" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401113/posts/default/7614603932529644161?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401113/posts/default/7614603932529644161?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/kisahikayearsivi/~3/97loHrTs65M/haznedar.html" title="Haznedar" /><author><name>alacasite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12306027373903849089" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><content type="html">Bir zamanlar Ayaz adlı bir köle varmış. Takdir bu ya, köle bir gün Sultan Mahmud’un kölesi olmuş. Sultan, köleyi taşıdığı asil karakteri sebebiyle çok sevmiş. Derken Sultan’ın öylesine itimadını kazanmış ki, bütün sultanlığın haznedârı tayin edilmiş ve en kıymetli ve zarif mücevherler, taşlar ona emanet edilir olmuş. Bu gelişmeyi gören saraylılar ise durumdan pek rahatsız olmuşlar. Hasetleri ve 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/p62TF9yATW5jz_rf20L-rWfXCKk/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/p62TF9yATW5jz_rf20L-rWfXCKk/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/p62TF9yATW5jz_rf20L-rWfXCKk/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/p62TF9yATW5jz_rf20L-rWfXCKk/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://alacasite.blogspot.com/2009/06/haznedar.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0UCSHw4eSp7ImA9WxJQE04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401113.post-6189986713891792918</id><published>2009-05-26T12:34:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T12:47:49.231+03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-26T12:47:49.231+03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rüya" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mutluluk" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="yardım" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="çocuk" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="hayal" /><title>Kibritçi Kız</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://alacasite.blogspot.com/feeds/6189986713891792918/comments/default" title="Kayıt Yorumları" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401113&amp;postID=6189986713891792918" title="0 Yorum" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401113/posts/default/6189986713891792918?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401113/posts/default/6189986713891792918?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/kisahikayearsivi/~3/8b1gC0kaivk/kibritci-kz.html" title="Kibritçi Kız" /><author><name>alacasite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12306027373903849089" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><content type="html">Bir yılbaşı gecesiydi. Dondurucu, kavurucu bir soğuk vardı. Yoldan geçenler paltolarının yakasını kaldırmışlar, atkılarına bürünmüşler, hızlı hızlı yürüyorlardı. Kimi evine geç kalmış, acele ediyor, kimi bir eğlence yerine gidiyordu.Çocuklar koşuyorlar, birbirlerine kartopu atıyorlardı. Gecenin zevkini en çok onlar çıkarıyorlardı. Kahkahalarla gülüyorlar, sevinçle haykırıyorlardı.Yalnız bir çocuk
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KLXWTJHUbtDDFUMUvTGvZlf_tFU/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KLXWTJHUbtDDFUMUvTGvZlf_tFU/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KLXWTJHUbtDDFUMUvTGvZlf_tFU/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KLXWTJHUbtDDFUMUvTGvZlf_tFU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://alacasite.blogspot.com/2009/05/kibritci-kz.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkYCR3c6fSp7ImA9WxJQEE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401113.post-5175620280217214982</id><published>2009-05-22T17:52:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T17:56:06.915+03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-22T17:56:06.915+03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="seçim" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="çocuk" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sevgi" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pozitif" /><title>Armağan</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://alacasite.blogspot.com/feeds/5175620280217214982/comments/default" title="Kayıt Yorumları" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401113&amp;postID=5175620280217214982" title="0 Yorum" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401113/posts/default/5175620280217214982?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401113/posts/default/5175620280217214982?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/kisahikayearsivi/~3/1TcX1PI2eks/armagan.html" title="Armağan" /><author><name>alacasite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12306027373903849089" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><content type="html">Kaf Dağı' nın da ötesindeki masal ülkelerinden birinde, harikalar diyarının kraliçesinin bir bebeği olmuş. Harikalar diyarının koruyucuları olan periler ve periler prensesi, küçük bebeğin beşiğinin etrafına birikmişler. Kraliçe etrafındaki perilere dönerek şöyle demiş: "Bu küçük bebeğe en değerli olduğunu düşündüğünüz şeyleri hediye edin!" Birinci peri uyuyan bebeğe eğilip şöyle demiş: "Ben 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KXScn_hlv_3T-vtil-hAnr111G4/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KXScn_hlv_3T-vtil-hAnr111G4/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KXScn_hlv_3T-vtil-hAnr111G4/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KXScn_hlv_3T-vtil-hAnr111G4/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://alacasite.blogspot.com/2009/05/armagan.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEcBSXg9eSp7ImA9WxJRGU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401113.post-1709401583450060938</id><published>2009-05-21T14:37:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T14:40:58.661+03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-21T14:40:58.661+03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="kral" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="karar" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dilek" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="basit" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bilge" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="para" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mucize" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="eğitim" /><title>Kral ve Dilenci</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://alacasite.blogspot.com/feeds/1709401583450060938/comments/default" title="Kayıt Yorumları" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401113&amp;postID=1709401583450060938" title="0 Yorum" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401113/posts/default/1709401583450060938?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401113/posts/default/1709401583450060938?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/kisahikayearsivi/~3/LvW32RdWYqs/bir-kral-sabah-gezintisi-sirasinda-bir.html" title="Kral ve Dilenci" /><author><name>alacasite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12306027373903849089" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><content type="html">Bir kral sabah gezintisi sirasinda bir dilenciye rastlar. "Dile benden ne dilersen" der.Dilenci güler ve "Sanki dilegimi gerçeklestirebilecekmis gibi soruyorsunuz." diye yanitlar.Kral alinir ve söylesi koyulasir.- Pek tabii her dedigini yerine getirebilirim. Sen söyle hele, ne istiyorsun?- Söz vermeden önce iki kez düsünün kralim.Dilenci siradan bir dilenci degildir. Kralin ilk yasantisinda 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/m6o7blgfSuyP7gEweEdBuqzmodE/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/m6o7blgfSuyP7gEweEdBuqzmodE/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/m6o7blgfSuyP7gEweEdBuqzmodE/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/m6o7blgfSuyP7gEweEdBuqzmodE/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://alacasite.blogspot.com/2009/05/bir-kral-sabah-gezintisi-sirasinda-bir.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUcCSH45eSp7ImA9WxJRGEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401113.post-7928909449582849861</id><published>2009-05-20T22:14:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T22:17:49.021+03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-20T22:17:49.021+03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="seçim" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="zaman" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sevgi" /><title>Kardelen ve Hercai</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://alacasite.blogspot.com/feeds/7928909449582849861/comments/default" title="Kayıt Yorumları" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401113&amp;postID=7928909449582849861" title="0 Yorum" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401113/posts/default/7928909449582849861?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401113/posts/default/7928909449582849861?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/kisahikayearsivi/~3/VHvgKegwpk0/kardelen-ve-hercai.html" title="Kardelen ve Hercai" /><author><name>alacasite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12306027373903849089" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><content type="html">Yıllar evvel birbirini çok seven iki çiçek varmış. Bunlardan erkek olan ,sevgilisini o kadar çok seviyormuş ki ; baharda açtıklarında diger çiçeklerden onu kıskanıyormuş. Buna dayanamayan erkek çiçek baharda binlerce çiçegin içinde açmak ve kalabalıgın içinde kaybolmak yerine kışın dondurucu sogugunda açarak canından çok sevdigi sevgilisini daha fazla görmeyi hayal etmiş. Yine bahar gelmiş,bütün 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/MidnLgZ001YafXcOqUrqWdEjDuU/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/MidnLgZ001YafXcOqUrqWdEjDuU/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/MidnLgZ001YafXcOqUrqWdEjDuU/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/MidnLgZ001YafXcOqUrqWdEjDuU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://alacasite.blogspot.com/2009/05/kardelen-ve-hercai.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkIAQXk7eSp7ImA9WxJREU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401113.post-1253686807577832832</id><published>2009-05-12T12:29:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T12:29:00.701+03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-12T12:29:00.701+03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="özlem" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rüzgar" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="yardım" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="zaman" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sevgi" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="yol" /><title>Hero ile Leandros</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://alacasite.blogspot.com/feeds/1253686807577832832/comments/default" title="Kayıt Yorumları" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401113&amp;postID=1253686807577832832" title="0 Yorum" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401113/posts/default/1253686807577832832?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401113/posts/default/1253686807577832832?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/kisahikayearsivi/~3/DT6aIwL9tF8/hero-ile-leandros.html" title="Hero ile Leandros" /><author><name>alacasite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12306027373903849089" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><content type="html">Çok eski zamanlarda, bugün bizim Çanakkale Boğazı dediğimiz Hellaspontos'un Avrupa kıyısında, Sestos adını taşıyan bir şehir bulunuyordu. Bu şehir surları arasında Aphrodite için yapılmış büyük bir tapınak vardı. Bu tapınakta Hero adında çok güzel bir rahibe vardı, bu rahibe güzelliği ile dillere destan olmuştu. Aphrodite mabedindeki kumrularla ilgilenen Hero'yu görenler onu Aphrodite'in kendisi 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2PzYTtq91HRhBMF-2RNyyrQeknY/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2PzYTtq91HRhBMF-2RNyyrQeknY/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2PzYTtq91HRhBMF-2RNyyrQeknY/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2PzYTtq91HRhBMF-2RNyyrQeknY/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://alacasite.blogspot.com/2009/05/hero-ile-leandros.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUEEQXg8cSp7ImA9WxJREE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401113.post-9171624045306219378</id><published>2009-05-11T12:20:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T12:20:00.679+03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-11T12:20:00.679+03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="özlem" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dostluk" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="seçim" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="karar" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cesaret" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="zaman" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="yol" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="kuş" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="güven" /><title>Otuz Kuş</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://alacasite.blogspot.com/feeds/9171624045306219378/comments/default" title="Kayıt Yorumları" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401113&amp;postID=9171624045306219378" title="0 Yorum" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401113/posts/default/9171624045306219378?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401113/posts/default/9171624045306219378?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/kisahikayearsivi/~3/Al4fLv-1MUg/otuz-kus.html" title="Otuz Kuş" /><author><name>alacasite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12306027373903849089" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><content type="html">Kuşların hükümdarı olan Simurg Anka, Bilgi Ağacı'nın dallarında yaşar ve her şeyi bilirmiş.Kuşlar Simurg'a inanır ve onun kendilerini kurtaracağını düşünürmüş. Kuşlar dünyasında her şey ters gittikçe onlar da Simurg'u bekler dururlarmış. Ne var ki, Simurg ortada görünmedikçe kuşkulanır olmuşlar ve sonunda umudu kesmişler.Derken bir gün uzak bir ülkede bir kuş sürüsü Simurg'un kanadından bir tüy 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/9DIHdwA--OtrMV6K3tE0sc25lkU/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/9DIHdwA--OtrMV6K3tE0sc25lkU/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/9DIHdwA--OtrMV6K3tE0sc25lkU/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/9DIHdwA--OtrMV6K3tE0sc25lkU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://alacasite.blogspot.com/2009/05/otuz-kus.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEcGR3k_cSp7ImA9WxJSGUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401113.post-200936690895933441</id><published>2009-05-11T12:05:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T19:13:46.749+03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-10T19:13:46.749+03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="seçim" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="kral" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="karar" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="yardım" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bilge" /><title>Üç Soru</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://alacasite.blogspot.com/feeds/200936690895933441/comments/default" title="Kayıt Yorumları" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401113&amp;postID=200936690895933441" title="0 Yorum" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401113/posts/default/200936690895933441?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401113/posts/default/200936690895933441?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/kisahikayearsivi/~3/jkV64Bk_6Tw/uc-soru.html" title="Üç Soru" /><author><name>alacasite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12306027373903849089" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><content type="html">Bir zamanlar bir kralın aklına şöyle bir düşünce geldi: "Eğer bir işe ne zaman başlayacağımı; kimi dinleyeceğimi ve yapmam gereken en önemli şeyin ne olduğunu bilseydim, girdiğim her işi başarırdım."Aklına böyle bir fikir düşünce, krallığın dört bir yanına, kim kendisine her iş için en uygun vakti, bu iş için en gerekli kişinin kim olduğunu ve yapılması gereken en önemli şeyin ne olduğunu 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8a6fjOyQmZd9pkePhqIdv5JHmVU/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8a6fjOyQmZd9pkePhqIdv5JHmVU/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8a6fjOyQmZd9pkePhqIdv5JHmVU/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8a6fjOyQmZd9pkePhqIdv5JHmVU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://alacasite.blogspot.com/2009/05/uc-soru.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkEEQX8ycSp7ImA9WxJSGUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401113.post-4579654351039162367</id><published>2009-05-10T15:30:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T15:30:00.199+03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-10T15:30:00.199+03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mutluluk" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dilek" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="çocuk" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="hediye" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="anne" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mucize" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="hayal" /><title>İtfaiyeci Bob</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://alacasite.blogspot.com/feeds/4579654351039162367/comments/default" title="Kayıt Yorumları" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401113&amp;postID=4579654351039162367" title="0 Yorum" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401113/posts/default/4579654351039162367?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401113/posts/default/4579654351039162367?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/kisahikayearsivi/~3/zW-VieGsc1c/itfaiyeci-bob.html" title="İtfaiyeci Bob" /><author><name>alacasite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12306027373903849089" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><content type="html">Yirmi altı yaşındaki anne lösemiyle savaşan oğluna bakarken dalıp gitmişti. Kalbi acı içinde olmasına rağmen, kararlılık duygusunun da etkisini hissediyordu. Her ebeveyn gibi o da oğlunun büyümesini ve umutlarını gerçekleştirmesini istemişti. Oysa bu artık mümkün değildi. Löseminin buna fırsat tanıması olası değildi. Oysa o hala oğlunun hayallerini gerçekleştirmesini istiyordu. Oğlunun eline 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JLxplNzeTngZFCgqv3T9la4wUyY/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JLxplNzeTngZFCgqv3T9la4wUyY/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JLxplNzeTngZFCgqv3T9la4wUyY/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JLxplNzeTngZFCgqv3T9la4wUyY/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://alacasite.blogspot.com/2009/05/itfaiyeci-bob.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkMEQXc4eSp7ImA9WxJSGEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401113.post-2960928647984456191</id><published>2009-05-09T15:00:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T15:00:00.931+03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-09T15:00:00.931+03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="yardım" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="baba" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="çocuk" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="hediye" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="anne" /><title>Hediye</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://alacasite.blogspot.com/feeds/2960928647984456191/comments/default" title="Kayıt Yorumları" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401113&amp;postID=2960928647984456191" title="0 Yorum" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401113/posts/default/2960928647984456191?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401113/posts/default/2960928647984456191?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/kisahikayearsivi/~3/OZOKKdvfWoU/hediye.html" title="Hediye" /><author><name>alacasite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12306027373903849089" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><content type="html">Fırına geldiğimde ortalıkta ekmek görünmüyordu. Eski bir dostum olan fırıncı,"Biraz bekleyeceksin hocam," dedi. "İki-üç dakikaya kadar çıkartıyorum."Kenardaki tabureye oturup beklemeye koyulurken, içeriye yaşlıca bir adamın girdiğini gördüm. Eskimiş ceketinin sol yakası altında bir madalya parıldıyor ve yürürken hafifçe topallıyordu. Selam verdikten sonra, fırıncının tezgahına yaklaşarak,"
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2Ntge3UFHbgU4NTHjflJZVH2qPs/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2Ntge3UFHbgU4NTHjflJZVH2qPs/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2Ntge3UFHbgU4NTHjflJZVH2qPs/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2Ntge3UFHbgU4NTHjflJZVH2qPs/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://alacasite.blogspot.com/2009/05/hediye.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEQDSX0zeSp7ImA9WxJSF0U.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401113.post-7858352040430338405</id><published>2009-05-08T14:21:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T14:32:58.381+03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-08T14:32:58.381+03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="seçim" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mutluluk" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="zaman" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="deneyim" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sevgi" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="yol" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="yarış" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="kuş" /><title>Küçük Kuş</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://alacasite.blogspot.com/feeds/7858352040430338405/comments/default" title="Kayıt Yorumları" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401113&amp;postID=7858352040430338405" title="0 Yorum" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401113/posts/default/7858352040430338405?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401113/posts/default/7858352040430338405?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/kisahikayearsivi/~3/19J9O6O_MlM/kucuk-kus.html" title="Küçük Kuş" /><author><name>alacasite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12306027373903849089" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><content type="html">Mori Schwartz, hayat dolu bir üniversite profesörüydü. 1994'te vücudunda bir gariplik hissetmiş. 60'lık vücudu artık dans derslerini kaldıramayacak kadar bitkinleşmiş.Doktora gittiğinde yakında öleceği haberini almış: Hastalık Mori'yi tekerlekli sandalyeye bağlamış. Dersleri bırakmış, evdeki bakıcının kollarında bebekliğe yeniden dönmüş.Kucaklanıp kaldırılır, başkası tarafından yıkanır, poposu 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1cETnh00kvg7ymD-LHFGAHPx0SU/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1cETnh00kvg7ymD-LHFGAHPx0SU/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1cETnh00kvg7ymD-LHFGAHPx0SU/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1cETnh00kvg7ymD-LHFGAHPx0SU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://alacasite.blogspot.com/2009/05/kucuk-kus.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0cCQ3k8eip7ImA9WxJSEEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401113.post-8289326827626390951</id><published>2009-04-30T15:35:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T15:37:42.772+03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-30T15:37:42.772+03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="seçim" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="yardım" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="doktor" /><title>İyilik</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://alacasite.blogspot.com/feeds/8289326827626390951/comments/default" title="Kayıt Yorumları" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401113&amp;postID=8289326827626390951" title="0 Yorum" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401113/posts/default/8289326827626390951?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401113/posts/default/8289326827626390951?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/kisahikayearsivi/~3/dgDkK4LHM5o/iyilik.html" title="İyilik" /><author><name>alacasite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12306027373903849089" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><content type="html">Yatakta yatan adam, başucundaki genç doktora:-Allah senden razı olsun evladım dedi. Bu ameliyatı yapmak için yurtdışından buraya kadar gelmeni, yaşadığım sürece unutmayacağım.Ameliyat edilen hasta, büyük bir hastanenin başhekimiydi. Tedavisi sadece yurtdışında mümkün görülen hastalığı aniden artınca, çoğu öğrencisi olan diğer doktorlar onun böyle bir yolculuğa dayanamayacağını anlamışlar ve az 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/7NJOz7yM0c3aWo0kxDs-LmJE8y0/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/7NJOz7yM0c3aWo0kxDs-LmJE8y0/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/7NJOz7yM0c3aWo0kxDs-LmJE8y0/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/7NJOz7yM0c3aWo0kxDs-LmJE8y0/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://alacasite.blogspot.com/2009/04/iyilik.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0cASHg5fCp7ImA9WxJTFU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401113.post-6818653503425014156</id><published>2009-04-24T00:07:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T00:10:49.624+03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-24T00:10:49.624+03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="seçim" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rüzgar" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mutluluk" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="deniz" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="zaman" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bilge" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="kaptan" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="su" /><title>Kaptan</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://alacasite.blogspot.com/feeds/6818653503425014156/comments/default" title="Kayıt Yorumları" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401113&amp;postID=6818653503425014156" title="0 Yorum" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401113/posts/default/6818653503425014156?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401113/posts/default/6818653503425014156?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/kisahikayearsivi/~3/JIoA4Cy3voc/kaptan.html" title="Kaptan" /><author><name>alacasite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12306027373903849089" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><content type="html">Serbest olmak özgürlüktür derdi hep, bizim kaptan. Yelkenleri istediği yöne açıp gitmeyi severdi. Ben de hep şaşırırdım, nasıl oluyor da, her istediği yönde rüzgar bulabiliyor diye.Bir sırdı benim için bizim kaptanın bu yeteneği. Hadi arkadaşlar şimdi güney doğuya gidiyoruz derdi, ve yelkenleri ona göre açardık, dümenci de rotayı ayarlardı ve biz ideal rüzgarı bulurduk, inanılmaz bir tesadüftü 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/YGK-Fr5N9desuu_Qg5B3bn-nm_w/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/YGK-Fr5N9desuu_Qg5B3bn-nm_w/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/YGK-Fr5N9desuu_Qg5B3bn-nm_w/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/YGK-Fr5N9desuu_Qg5B3bn-nm_w/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://alacasite.blogspot.com/2009/04/kaptan.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkYDSHk7fip7ImA9WxJTEEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401113.post-9072177485323920574</id><published>2009-04-18T12:47:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T12:49:39.706+03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-18T12:49:39.706+03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="seçim" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="karar" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="baba" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ev" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="zaman" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="çocuk" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tartışma" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sevgi" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="yol" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="anne" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="iş" /><title>Bu Belki Son Günündür</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://alacasite.blogspot.com/feeds/9072177485323920574/comments/default" title="Kayıt Yorumları" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401113&amp;postID=9072177485323920574" title="0 Yorum" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401113/posts/default/9072177485323920574?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401113/posts/default/9072177485323920574?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/kisahikayearsivi/~3/_H_oyxVCWcE/bu-belki-son-gunundur.html" title="Bu Belki Son Günündür" /><author><name>alacasite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12306027373903849089" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><content type="html">Adam, telaşlı, öfkeli bir halde hanımına bağırıp, çağırıyordu. Babalarının sesini duyan iki çocuk ise yataklarından kalkıp salona gelmişti. Babalarının öfkesini görünce, korkmuş, sinmiş halde birer koltukta sessizce oturup kalmıştı.Adam, çocuklara, hanımın üzüntüsüne aldırmadan söylenip duruyordu;-Söyledim değil mi, söyledim. Bu gün toplantı olduğunu, açık mavi gömleği ütülemeni söyledim. “
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/4pS2Tz8RHWgy1mIcgUfD981hNEM/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/4pS2Tz8RHWgy1mIcgUfD981hNEM/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/4pS2Tz8RHWgy1mIcgUfD981hNEM/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/4pS2Tz8RHWgy1mIcgUfD981hNEM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://alacasite.blogspot.com/2009/04/bu-belki-son-gunundur.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0MERn8zeCp7ImA9WxVaEUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401113.post-7550112307129312544</id><published>2009-04-08T15:22:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T15:56:47.180+03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-08T15:56:47.180+03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="seçim" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="kral" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dilek" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cesaret" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="baba" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="zaman" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="çocuk" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="anne" /><title>Aynalar Diyarı</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://alacasite.blogspot.com/feeds/7550112307129312544/comments/default" title="Kayıt Yorumları" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401113&amp;postID=7550112307129312544" title="0 Yorum" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401113/posts/default/7550112307129312544?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401113/posts/default/7550112307129312544?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/kisahikayearsivi/~3/CGjq8-AAI0A/aynalar-diyar.html" title="Aynalar Diyarı" /><author><name>alacasite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12306027373903849089" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><content type="html">Aynalar diyarında ıssızlar sarayında varmış güzel bir prenses. Heybetli mi heybetli bir kralla biraz zavallı olan kraliçenin güzel kızlarıymış. Güzel dememize bakmayın varmış kusurları işte bundandır ki küsmüş aynalara.Aynalarsa onla dost olmak için ellerinden geleni yapıyorlarmış. Bazen bir hizmetçinin elinde ona gözükmeye bazen de babasının elinde onla konuşmaya çalışıyorlarmış. Ama nafile işte
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/N6Q-LaOzANHZcDzW56etb-OpabY/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/N6Q-LaOzANHZcDzW56etb-OpabY/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/N6Q-LaOzANHZcDzW56etb-OpabY/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/N6Q-LaOzANHZcDzW56etb-OpabY/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://alacasite.blogspot.com/2009/04/aynalar-diyar.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEUMR3Y7eCp7ImA9WxVaEE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401113.post-5848035714525003266</id><published>2009-04-06T18:36:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T18:38:06.800+03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-06T18:38:06.800+03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="deneyim" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="teori" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bilge" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="eğitim" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="iş" /><title>Püf Noktası</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://alacasite.blogspot.com/feeds/5848035714525003266/comments/default" title="Kayıt Yorumları" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401113&amp;postID=5848035714525003266" title="0 Yorum" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401113/posts/default/5848035714525003266?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401113/posts/default/5848035714525003266?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/kisahikayearsivi/~3/bGiUR49CY7c/puf-noktas.html" title="Püf Noktası" /><author><name>alacasite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12306027373903849089" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><content type="html">Vaktiyle testi ve çanak-çömlek imal edilen kasabalardan birinde, uzun yıllar bu meslekte çalışan bir çırak, kalfa olup artık kendi başına bir dükkan açmayı arzu eder olmuş. Ne yazık ki her defasında ustası ona:- Sen, demiş, daha bu işin püf noktasını bilmiyorsun, biraz daha emek vermen gerekiyor.Ustanın bu sonu gelmez nasihatlerinden sıkılan kalfa, artık dayanamaz ve gidip bir dükkan açar. Açar 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/nf0QmPUZrs79-Nj9IY8zue_AW78/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/nf0QmPUZrs79-Nj9IY8zue_AW78/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/nf0QmPUZrs79-Nj9IY8zue_AW78/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/nf0QmPUZrs79-Nj9IY8zue_AW78/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://alacasite.blogspot.com/2009/04/puf-noktas.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUQBQHo_eyp7ImA9WxVbFEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401113.post-6714230358635881211</id><published>2009-03-31T14:00:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T14:02:31.443+03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-31T14:02:31.443+03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="seçim" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ders" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="teori" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tuz" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sınav" /><title>Tuz ve Su</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://alacasite.blogspot.com/feeds/6714230358635881211/comments/default" title="Kayıt Yorumları" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401113&amp;postID=6714230358635881211" title="0 Yorum" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401113/posts/default/6714230358635881211?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401113/posts/default/6714230358635881211?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/kisahikayearsivi/~3/RjbzbJ5dvTQ/tuz-ve-su.html" title="Tuz ve Su" /><author><name>alacasite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12306027373903849089" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><content type="html">Hintli bir yaşlı usta, çırağının sürekli her şeyden şikayet etmesinden bıkmıştı. Bir gün çırağını tuz almaya gönderdi. Yaşamındaki her şeyden mutsuz olan çırak döndüğünde, yaşlı usta ona, bir avuç tuzu, bir bardak suya atıp içmesini söyledi. Çırak, yaşlı adamın söylediğini yaptı ama içer içmez ağzındakileri tükürmeye başladı. - 'Tadı nasıl?' diye soran yaşlı adama öfkeyle: - 'Acı' diye cevap 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/AVeZF87I_2T8AIVrbcJU7G6vuyI/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/AVeZF87I_2T8AIVrbcJU7G6vuyI/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/AVeZF87I_2T8AIVrbcJU7G6vuyI/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/AVeZF87I_2T8AIVrbcJU7G6vuyI/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://alacasite.blogspot.com/2009/03/tuz-ve-su.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkAHSHkzeyp7ImA9WxVbEUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401113.post-6024126087637434609</id><published>2009-03-27T16:36:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T16:38:59.783+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-27T16:38:59.783+02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="seçim" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="karar" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="zaman" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="yalan" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sevgi" /><title>Sigara</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://alacasite.blogspot.com/feeds/6024126087637434609/comments/default" title="Kayıt Yorumları" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401113&amp;postID=6024126087637434609" title="0 Yorum" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401113/posts/default/6024126087637434609?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401113/posts/default/6024126087637434609?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/kisahikayearsivi/~3/OoeXbk3uWRE/sigara.html" title="Sigara" /><author><name>alacasite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12306027373903849089" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><content type="html">Hafif sisli bir havada ve güneşin apartmanların arasından yeni yeni güne merhaba dediği bir saatte, vapura doğru ilerleyen genç adam; jeton gişesinde, yaklaşık iki ay önce ayrıldığı kız arkadaşını görür ve titrek bir ”merhaba” ile konuşmaya başlar. Bu konuşmalar vapurda da devam eder. Adamın; “Hava o kadar da soğuk değil, dışarıda oturalım mı?” sorusuna, kızın “Olur” cevabı vermesiyle birlikte 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/a2yHAlA66pOk7l87skHdooPAf_M/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/a2yHAlA66pOk7l87skHdooPAf_M/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/a2yHAlA66pOk7l87skHdooPAf_M/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/a2yHAlA66pOk7l87skHdooPAf_M/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://alacasite.blogspot.com/2009/03/sigara.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUACQXo5fip7ImA9WxVUGUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401113.post-3776750841588298862</id><published>2009-03-25T09:56:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T09:56:00.426+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-25T09:56:00.426+02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="seçim" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="karar" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="baba" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ev" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="zaman" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ressam" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="para" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="şans" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="anne" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pozitif" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="eğitim" /><title>Dua eden eller</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://alacasite.blogspot.com/feeds/3776750841588298862/comments/default" title="Kayıt Yorumları" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401113&amp;postID=3776750841588298862" title="0 Yorum" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401113/posts/default/3776750841588298862?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401113/posts/default/3776750841588298862?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/kisahikayearsivi/~3/uJ7uQKpyCD8/dua-eden-eller.html" title="Dua eden eller" /><author><name>alacasite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12306027373903849089" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmQnViIJ2KE/SciWeO2mvfI/AAAAAAAAAXY/YtE2zdDXP48/s72-c/duaedeneller.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><content type="html">Albrecht Durer 1471-1528 yılları arasında yaşamış bir ressam. 18 çocuklu bir ailenin resimle ilgilenen 2 erkek çocuğundan biri. İki kardeşin de resme karşı olağanüstü bir ilgileri ve yetenekleri var. Her ikisi de sanat okuluna gidip büyük bir ressam olma hayali kuruyorlar. Aile ise bu durum karşısında çaresiz. Madencilik yaparak geçinmeye çalışıyorlar ve karınlarını zor doyurabilmekteler. Bu 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IpNY3gaGAtG48u81GpbUvkzdF2g/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IpNY3gaGAtG48u81GpbUvkzdF2g/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IpNY3gaGAtG48u81GpbUvkzdF2g/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IpNY3gaGAtG48u81GpbUvkzdF2g/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://alacasite.blogspot.com/2009/03/dua-eden-eller.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C08NSXk6fCp7ImA9WxVUGEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401113.post-1879564288090471424</id><published>2009-03-24T10:00:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T10:04:58.714+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-24T10:04:58.714+02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="özlem" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="şiir" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="seçim" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mektup" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="şair" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mutluluk" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="zaman" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="konser" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sevgi" /><title>İki Dörtlük</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://alacasite.blogspot.com/feeds/1879564288090471424/comments/default" title="Kayıt Yorumları" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401113&amp;postID=1879564288090471424" title="0 Yorum" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401113/posts/default/1879564288090471424?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401113/posts/default/1879564288090471424?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/kisahikayearsivi/~3/1hNxCGrrwpo/iki-dortluk.html" title="İki Dörtlük" /><author><name>alacasite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12306027373903849089" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><content type="html">Üniversiteli delikanlı Kolejli kıza bir voleybol maçında rastladı. Okul salonundaydı maç. Tribünsüz, minik bir salon. Seyircilerle, oyuncular arasında, sahanın çizgisi vardı sadece. O kadar yakındılar. Delikanlı, bu tatlı, bu güzel, bu dünyalar şirini kızı ilk defa görüyordu takımda. Hoşlandığını, fena halde hoşlandığını hissetti. Az sonra bir şeyi daha hissetti.Uzun zamandan beri maçı değil, o 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/tsIiCEsyoOPBg5EWnivVqD5eZU8/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/tsIiCEsyoOPBg5EWnivVqD5eZU8/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/tsIiCEsyoOPBg5EWnivVqD5eZU8/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/tsIiCEsyoOPBg5EWnivVqD5eZU8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://alacasite.blogspot.com/2009/03/iki-dortluk.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE8ASHc9cCp7ImA9WxVUF0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401113.post-8839062515331847685</id><published>2009-03-23T10:24:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T10:27:29.968+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-23T10:27:29.968+02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="seçim" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="karar" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sevgi" /><title>Motorsiklet Kazası</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://alacasite.blogspot.com/feeds/8839062515331847685/comments/default" title="Kayıt Yorumları" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401113&amp;postID=8839062515331847685" title="0 Yorum" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401113/posts/default/8839062515331847685?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401113/posts/default/8839062515331847685?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/kisahikayearsivi/~3/4bfM3mfmyQ4/motorsiklet-kazas.html" title="Motorsiklet Kazası" /><author><name>alacasite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12306027373903849089" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><content type="html">Bir kız ve bir delikanlı,bir motorsikletin üzerinde (180 km )hızla gidiyorlar ve aralarında şöyle bir konuşma geçiyor;Kız : Lütfen yavaşla,ben korkuyorum Delikanlı : Hayır,bak ne kadar eğlenceliKız : Lütfen,lütfen,çok korkuyorumDelikanlı : Peki,beni sevdiğini söyleKız : Seni çok seviyorum,lütfen yavaşlaDelikanlı : Şimdi de bana sıkıca sarılKız delikanlıya sıkıca sarılırDelikanlı : Şapkamı alıp,
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/YKKdXG837V2J9YW3ad4B9TQP4Fg/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/YKKdXG837V2J9YW3ad4B9TQP4Fg/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/YKKdXG837V2J9YW3ad4B9TQP4Fg/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/YKKdXG837V2J9YW3ad4B9TQP4Fg/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://alacasite.blogspot.com/2009/03/motorsiklet-kazas.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak4AR3s7fyp7ImA9WxVUFUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401113.post-5483951469614690372</id><published>2009-03-20T16:16:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T16:22:26.507+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-20T16:22:26.507+02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="seçim" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="karar" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="yardım" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="zaman" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="para" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="şans" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pozitif" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mucize" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="hedef" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="güven" /><title>Borç ve Çek</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://alacasite.blogspot.com/feeds/5483951469614690372/comments/default" title="Kayıt Yorumları" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401113&amp;postID=5483951469614690372" title="0 Yorum" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401113/posts/default/5483951469614690372?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401113/posts/default/5483951469614690372?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/kisahikayearsivi/~3/fe1Jqa7cwIs/borc-ve-cek.html" title="Borç ve Çek" /><author><name>alacasite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12306027373903849089" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><content type="html">İş adamının işleri bozulmuştu. Ne yaptıysa olmuyordu. Bir zamanlar çok başarılı bir insan olmasına rağmen şimdi büyük olan sadece borçlarıydı.Bir taraftan kredi verenler onu sıkıştırırken, diğer taraftan da bir sürü insan ödeme bekliyordu. Çok bunalmıştı ve hiçbir çıkış yolu bulamıyordu.Nefes almak için parka gitti. Bir banka oturdu, başını ellerinin arasına aldı ve bu durumdan nasıl 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/xyagPmfLfijpe47mj_c2n8Ji3Qc/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/xyagPmfLfijpe47mj_c2n8Ji3Qc/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/xyagPmfLfijpe47mj_c2n8Ji3Qc/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/xyagPmfLfijpe47mj_c2n8Ji3Qc/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://alacasite.blogspot.com/2009/03/borc-ve-cek.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkcGQXsyeSp7ImA9WxVUFEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401113.post-7240908612826588225</id><published>2009-03-19T10:07:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T10:07:00.591+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-19T10:07:00.591+02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dostluk" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="seçim" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="karar" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="yardım" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sevgi" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="yol" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pozitif" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="hedef" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="güven" /><title>Yardım</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://alacasite.blogspot.com/feeds/7240908612826588225/comments/default" title="Kayıt Yorumları" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401113&amp;postID=7240908612826588225" title="0 Yorum" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401113/posts/default/7240908612826588225?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401113/posts/default/7240908612826588225?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/kisahikayearsivi/~3/I5Czgkpydi0/yardm.html" title="Yardım" /><author><name>alacasite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12306027373903849089" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><content type="html">Sundar Singh, bir gün arkadaşıyla beraber birlikte Himayalar yükseklerinde bir geçitten geçiyormuş. Yüksekçe bir yerde karlar üzerinde yatan bir adam görmüşler.Singh durup bu perişan durumdaki insana yardım etmek istemiş, fakat arkadaşı itiraz ederek , “Ona yardım edersek kendi hayatımızı riske atarız,” demiş. Ancak Sundar Singh ‘in bu çaresiz adamı kar ve buzlar içerisinde bırakıp gitmeye gönlü 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lWQj_i11TIKYFNMA6iY1Oo16n-Y/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lWQj_i11TIKYFNMA6iY1Oo16n-Y/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lWQj_i11TIKYFNMA6iY1Oo16n-Y/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lWQj_i11TIKYFNMA6iY1Oo16n-Y/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://alacasite.blogspot.com/2009/03/yardm.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>
