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I want to tell you about my first sunrise with my new friends. It was the first time I got up so early willingly. As it turned out it wasn’t vainly. We were sitting on stones at the seaside, and the balmy sea breeze was playing with my hair tooking away all my secondary thoughts along with the waves.  And here it is. It’s outlines were visiable on the other side of horizon.

It weared his lilac dressings which then got pink, yellow, ruby red and at the end it became dazzing gold. You could see all the gradient of emotions: sadness, contemp, maybe even scorn, harmony and at the end of this ranging emotions it showed us it’s happiest and brightest side. It seems like she was reliving  all my spector of  emotions with me.


I have been in Kézdivásárhely for almost four months. Time passes fast. I remember my first day in here. When I look back to these four months I realized that I learnt and did loads of things which I want to share with you.



My name is Asiye. I am 26 years old and I am from İstanbul, Turkey. I graduated from Tourism and Hotel Management in Muğla. I am an EVS volunteer in Targu Secuisesc, Covasna since 1st of June and I’’ll be here for a year.


Far from home, without knowledge of the language, surrounded by complete strangers, each volunteer has a ray of light – mentor. Mentor-friend, mom and dad, brother and sister, assistant. I was very lucky because my mentor Gayane Asatryan is not just a mentor, but a person with a capital letter. I haven't had a week, without she asked me how I was doing, how I was feeling. Gayane shared with me the most precious thing in her life – her family. She let me into her heart, and I hope I'm able to respond with the same kindness. 
In fact, the mentor is a very important and necessary person in the life of each volunteer.


I had been thinking about making a tattoo for a long time, so I decided to make it yesterday.

I had already decided the symbol: “Yin and Yand with wolfs” but I also had to find a master. I asked over my city but couldn’t find. That’s why I looked for a tattoo master in Sfantu Georghe. I kept in touch with him and decided to meet on Saturday at 2 p.m.

I thought it would be difficult to find the tattoo salon as I didn’t know the city well. Fortunately, it was easy.

As the last train leaves at 7.30 p.m., we had just 5 hours to make my tattoo. Of course, we couldn’t finish it in time, and I had to stay there.