The Bulgarian Turks, who were forced to immigrate, could not erase their experience from their memory.

The Bulgarian Turks, who fled to Turkey in 1984-1989 to escape the policy of assimilation imposed on them by the Bulgarian Turks, cannot forget the pain and horror of their experience.

Adnan Kolak, who lives with his family in Silistra, Bulgaria, arrived in Turkey by train during the “forced immigration” and visited his relatives who had settled in Edirne during the previous immigration movement. Çolak Trakya University Tekirdağ Graduated from the Faculty of Agriculture.

Fatma Gulu, who lives in the Shumen region, waited several months for her family to arrive in Turkey. Güçlü, who came to Edirne with his relatives, is a graduate of the Faculty of Architecture at Traca University.

Çolak and Güçlü married in 2000. Adnan (51) and Fatma Güçlü Çolak (50), living happily in Turkey, could not erase the memories of the painful days of their stay in Bulgaria.

“God forbid that anyone should give such a time”

Adnan Kolak, who works as a lecturer at Trakya University, said that the Communist Party had increased its pressure on the Bulgarian Turks, especially after 1984, and that they had been forced to change their names first.

Noting that they had a hard time, Kolak said he faced polarity and stress during high school.

Explaining that there was great sorrow, Kolak said:

“God forbid that anyone should have such a time. We have felt these pains. I saw that all the adults in my family could not hold back their tears. We cried together. We saw many obstacles in school. For example, they gave us high grades. Bulgarian friends though. We were at the same level or above. They persecuted and persecuted in that way. “

Kolak recalled that the Turks who protested against the policy of oppression and cruelty were massacred.

Explaining that the Turks were forced to emigrate during the following period, Kolak continued:

“We got on the train. People on the train, even the toilets were jammed. There was no place to sit. We were checked when we reached the border. We arrived at the age of 18. They dropped us off. We were taken to the waiting room, where we were interrogated. “They say we didn’t do our military service and we can’t go. At that time we were discharged from the military service. They were released and we came to Kapikul. My father didn’t come first. We came with my mother and relatives. , We felt deeply and kissed our ground first. We had a good feeling. “

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Fatma Gulu Çolak, who worked for a construction company in the city, explained that oppression, cruelty and assimilation were a state policy in Bulgaria at the time, and that she and her family immigrated at the age of 18 because of forced immigration.

Noting that they had no problems with their Bulgarian neighbors, but that the communist regime had imposed a boycott policy against the Turks, Kolak said it was a painful day.

Emphasizing that the terrible times were not erased from his memory, Kolak said:

“There were protests in a very close village and people were shot. We were martyred. My father’s colleague was shot dead. We were going to a relative’s wedding in a nearby village. Soldiers suddenly blocked our way and surrounded us. They aimed their guns at us. It’s as if they’re going to shoot at us at any moment. This is me. Trauma remains, it’s always been my nightmare. The pain hasn’t gone away in years. “

Kolak said they had to wait a few months because they wanted to go out with their own car during the forced immigration.

Noting that they had to leave their homes and most of their belongings behind, Kolak said:

“We first sent our luggage by train. Then we left with our own vehicles. It took a long time. They collected vehicles in a certain area and then left. When we arrived in Kapikul, there was relief. We grew up. The dream of emigrating home, but of course it was painful. “

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