December 14, 2012 01:46 AM PST
Basic English Stories is a series that consist of five books. Each book has 5 or 6 short stories and an activity section and a picture dictionary or glossary.The books are fully illustrated and each book has a CD that reads stories.
Kathban Evren and Turgay Evren are the writers of Merit Readers, which are best-sellers in Turkey. You can order these story books from www.erdemyayinlari.com or you can just buy them from D&R, NT or other bookshops.
You will improve your English and expand your vocabulary through fun by reading these storybooks that have interesting, and enjoyable stories. The storybooks were published in five different levels.
June 22, 2010 12:47 PM PDT
I had an interview with Meeraa from Srilanka. I hope you will like this interview.
April 19, 2010 02:18 AM PDT
An interesting story that I have lived. The story revolves around Ahmet Hani, the famous Kurdish writer.
April 13, 2010 04:50 AM PDT
In this podcast, I talk about the new house that have recently purchased.
January 06, 2010 07:10 AM PST
I had a conversation with my eleven year old daughter, Zeynep Evren, who is a real bookworm, about books.
December 25, 2009 02:38 AM PST
A true story that I have experienced in Diyarbakır.
November 26, 2009 12:56 AM PST
Here is the audio story of Prophet Adam for kids retold by Turgay Evren and told by Aksen İlhan.
July 13, 2009 04:40 AM PDT
The audio story of Prophet Adam, written by Turgay Evren and read by Aksen İlhan)
July 08, 2009 08:39 AM PDT
A real story that I have lived.
May 21, 2009 03:00 AM PDT
A dervish was praying silently. A wealthy merchant, observing the dervish’s devotion and sincerity, was deeply touched by him. The merchant offered the drevish a bag of gold. “I know you will use the money for God’s sake. Please take it.”
“Just a moment,” the dervish replied. “I’m not sure if it is lawful for me to take your money. Are you a wealthy man? Do you have more money at home?”
“Oh yes. I have at least one thousand gold pieces at home,” claimed the merchant proudly.
“Do you want a thousand gold pieces more?” asked the dervish.
“Why yes, of course. Every day I work hard to earn more money.”
“And do you wish for yet a thousand gold pieces more beyond that?”
“Certainly. Every day I pray that I may earn more and more money.”
The dervish pushed the bag of gold back to the merchant. “I am sorry, but I cannot take your gold,” he said. “A wealthy man cannot take money from a beggar.”
“How can you call yourself a wealthy man and me a beggar?” the merchant spluttered.
The dervish replied, “I am a wealthy man because I am content with whatever God sends me. You are a beggar, because no matter how much you possess, you are always dissatisfied, and always begging God for more.”
— By Sheikh Muzaffer
May 14, 2009 01:16 AM PDT
There was a teacher and he had many good students. He loved all his students, but he liked one student more than all the other students. One day the students asked their teacher why he loved that student so much. “I will tell you tomorrow why I love him so deeply,” the teacher answered.
The next day the teacher gave a live little bird to all the students. “Find a quiet place wehere no one will see you and slaughter those birds,” the teacher told the students.
After a short time, all the students returned. They had slaughtered their birds. But his favourite student had come back with the bird alive in his hand.
“Why didn’t you cut off your bird,” the teacher asked.
“You had told me to find a place where no one could see me ,” explained the student. “I did my best to find a place where God Almighty would not see me but I failed. I was sure that God could see me everywhere. Wherever I went, I couldn’t hide from God. So I couldn’t carry out your instruction.”
The teacher was happy with this answer. He turned to the other students and
“Now do you understand why I love this student so much?” he asked. “Because he knows that God sees him everywhere and everytime. Therefore he never does something bad.”
Yes, we must remember God everywhere and everytime and we must be careful about everything we do. We can not see God, but God sees all our actions.
April 17, 2009 04:18 AM PDT
This week is an important week. What is the importance of this week? This week we celebrate the holy birth of Prophet Muhammad (PBUH). Who is Prophet Muhammad? What is his message? What did Prophet Muhammad tell mankind? How much do we know about his life and his message.
We have a great respect and love towards Prophet Muhammad. When we mention his name, we always praise him. We believe that Muhammad is the last Messenger. But loving a person is not enough. We must know his life and we must learn about his words and actions. Prophet Muhammad (PBUH) is a model for all muslims. His life explains Qur’an, the holy book. Prophet Muhammad is a mercy to all mankind. So, who is Prophet Muhammad? Let’s know him more closely.
Muhammad (PBUH) was born in Macca. His father died before he was born. His mother Amina passed away when he was only six years old. His grandfather Abdulmuttalib took a good care of the little orphan. But soon his grandfather also died. Prophet Muhammad was alone in the world. His uncle Ebu Talip looked after him after the death of his grandfather. Prophet Muhammad (PBUH) was very different from his peers. He never worshipped the idols. He never cheated or told a lie. He had a perfect character.
When he grew up, everybody knew his quality and good manners. Muhammad was an honest person. Everybody trusted him in Macca. The people of Macca called him Muhammad the trustworthy. When Muhammad was 25 years old, he married with a wealthy woman called Hatice. Hatice was forty years old that time. Muhammad was working for Hatice’s trade caravans and Hatice admired Muhammad’s kindness, truthfulness and honesty.
Muhammad (PBUH) was around forty years old. But he was often very thoughtful. His society was in darkness and ignorance. The men hated daughters. Some men burried their baby daughters alive. Because having a daughter was something shameful. The people worshipped the idols. The idols were made of stone and wood. Muhammad was surprised. Why did the people worship stones and woods? These idols coudn’t hear or speak. The rich men oppressed the poor men. The strong crushed the weak. The people were usually rude and cruel. There was a big corruption in the society. At this age, Muhammad wanted to be far away from his people. He didn’t like the actions of his people. He would go to a cave called Hira and he would stay in this cave for days and nights.
One day while he was in the cave on Mount Hira, the Archangel Gabreal appeared in the sky and told him he was a prophet. The Archangel Gabreal asked Muhammad to read the first verses of the holy Qur’an but Muhammad said he was unlettered. Yes, Allah chose him as a prophet when he was 40 years old. Muhammad was shocked. He directly went to his wife Hatice and he told her to cover him with a blanket.
Hatice immediately became a muslim when she listened to his story and the first verses of the Qur’an. Ali, the son of his uncle and some of his friends like Ebubekir became muslims as well. Muhammad told his people about Islam secretly for three years. When Omar became a muslim, they started preaching Islam openly. Thus, the difficult years started.
Prophet Muhammad (PBUH) called the people to believe in only one God. He told the people not to take any partners unto God. He invited the people to goodness, truthfulness, knowledge, equality and all the good manners. The polytheists of Macca didn’t like his message. Because Macca was a center of pilgrimage and trade. In Ka’ba there were more than 300 idols and every year many associators came to visit Ka’ba from different corners of the world. The outstanding families of Macca were earning money from polytheism, so they didn’t accept Prophet Muhammad’s message. Prophet Muhammad (PBUH) said all the people were equal, but the rich and noble families of Macca made fun of Prophet Muhammad (PBUH). Because they didn’t want to lose their priviledges.
More people followed Prophet Muhammad, mostly weak and the poor. The leaders of Macca tortured the new believers. They were afraid of Prophet Muhammad’s message. They applied an embargo against muslims. They wouldn’t do any business with muslims. The new muslims were weak, poor and hungry. Some muslims immigrated to Abyssinia. There was a just king in that country. So, muslims would practice their religion in freedom. In the meantime, Prophet Muhammad first lost his wife Hatice who was his biggest helper and then Ebu Talip, his uncle. Prophet Muhammad (PBUH) was looking for a way out. He went to Taif to preach Islam, but he was rediculed and stoned. Those days some people came from Madina and they accepted Islam. One year later the number of new muslims has increased in Madina and they invited Prophet Muhammad to Madina. However, the polytheists of Macca were determined to kill Prophet Muhammad (PBUH).
April 09, 2009 07:51 AM PDT
This is a real story that happened in my life. It is really an interesting and funny story that will make you smile and think. I believe that you must have experienced similar stories in your own life as well. Let's go back to my university years to meet my twin whose existence I was myself unaware of. No, I haven't met him yet but I am sure that our names have reached each other. Are you ready to fly back through the time machine?
March 20, 2009 04:39 AM PDT
Did you ever think about the meaning of your life? What is the meaning of your life? What is the purpose of your life? What is the goal or objective of your life? What is the most important thing in your life? Why are you living? What is the destination of your life? Do you know that any answer that you can give for the questions above can save your life one day? Listen to Turgay Evren’s podcast to grasp the significance of the question fully.
March 17, 2009 04:23 AM PDT
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Last night I was really very ill. I had a cold and a sore throat. Literally I writhed in the bed, suffering throughout the night and I couldn't sleep properly. Being inspired by my own sickness, I decided to make a podcast about the blessings of illness or diseases. Nobody wants to become ill but since we get ill from time to time, it falls to us to discover the wisdom behind it.
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February 20, 2009 01:47 PM PST
Now, the VOA Special English program, AMERICAN STORIES.
We present a special Christmas story called "The Gift of the Magi" by O. Henry. Here is Shep O'Neal with the story.
One dollar and eighty-seven cents. That was all. And sixty cents of it in the smallest pieces of money - pennies. Pennies saved one and two at a time by negotiating with the men at the market who sold vegetables and meat. Negotiating until one's face burned with the silent knowledge of being poor. Three times Della counted it. One dollar and eighty-seven cents. And the next day would be Christmas.
There was clearly nothing to do but sit down and cry. So Della cried. Which led to the thought that life is made up of little cries and smiles, with more little cries than smiles.
Della finished her crying and dried her face. She stood by the window and looked out unhappily at a gray cat walking along a gray fence in a gray back yard. Tomorrow would be Christmas Day, and she had only one dollar and eighty-seven cents to buy her husband Jim a gift. She had been saving every penny she could for months, with this result.
Jim earned twenty dollars a week, which does not go far. Expenses had been greater than she had expected. They always are. Many a happy hour she had spent planning to buy something nice for him. Something fine and rare -- something close to being worthy of the honor of belonging to Jim.
There was a tall glass mirror between the windows of the room. Suddenly Della turned from the window and stood before the glass mirror and looked at herself. Her eyes were shining, but her face had lost its color within twenty seconds. Quickly she pulled down her hair and let it fall to its full length.
Now, Mister and Missus James Dillingham Young had two possessions which they valued. One was Jim's gold time piece, the watch that had been his father's and his grandfather's. The other was Della's hair.
Had the Queen of Sheba lived in their building, Della would have let her hair hang out the window to dry just to reduce the value of the queen's jewels.
So now Della's beautiful hair fell about her, shining like a brown waterfall. It reached below her knees and made itself almost like a covering for her. And then quickly she put it up again. She stood still while a few tears fell on the floor.
She put on her coat and her old brown hat. With a quick motion and brightness still in her eyes, she danced out the door and down the street.
Where she stopped the sign read: "Madame Sofronie. Hair Goods of All Kinds." Della ran up the steps to the shop, out of breath.
"Will you buy my hair?" asked Della.
"I buy hair," said Madame. "Take your hat off and let us have a look at it."
Down came the beautiful brown waterfall of hair.
"Twenty dollars," said Madame, lifting the hair with an experienced hand.
"Give it to me quick," said Della.
The next two hours went by as if they had wings. Della looked in all the stores to choose a gift for Jim.
She found it at last. It surely had been made for Jim and no one else. It was a chain -- simple round rings of silver. It was perfect for Jim's gold watch. As soon as she saw it she knew that it must be for him. It was like him. Quiet and with great value. She gave the shopkeeper twenty-one dollars and she hurried home with the eighty-seven cents that was left.
When Della arrived home she began to repair what was left of her hair. The hair had been ruined by her love and her desire to give a special gift. Repairing the damage was a very big job.
Within forty minutes her head was covered with tiny round curls of hair that made her look wonderfully like a schoolboy. She looked at herself in the glass mirror long and carefully.
"If Jim does not kill me before he takes a second look at me," she said to herself, "he'll say I look like a song girl. But what could I do--oh! what could I do with a dollar and eighty-seven cents?"
At seven o'clock that night the coffee was made and the pan on the back of the stove was hot and ready to cook the meat.
Jim was never late coming home from work. Della held the silver chain in her hand and sat near the door. Then she heard his step and she turned white for just a minute. She had a way of saying a little silent prayer about the simplest everyday things, and now she whispered: "Please God, make him think I am still pretty."
The door opened and Jim stepped in. He looked thin and very serious. Poor man, he was only twenty-two and he had to care for a wife. He needed a new coat and gloves to keep his hands warm.
Jim stopped inside the door, as immovable as a dog smelling a bird. His eyes were fixed upon Della. There was an expression in them that she could not read, and it frightened her. It was not anger, nor surprise, nor fear, nor any of the feelings that she had been prepared for. He simply looked at her with a strange expression on his face. Della went to him.
"Jim, my love," she cried, "do not look at me that way. I had my hair cut and sold because I could not have lived through Christmas without giving you a gift. My hair will grow out again. I just had to do it. My hair grows very fast. Say 'Merry Christmas!' Jim, and let us be happy. You do not know what a nice-- what a beautiful, nice gift I have for you."
"You have cut off your hair?" asked Jim, slowly, as if he had not accepted the information even after his mind worked very hard.
"Cut it off and sold it," said Della. "Do you not like me just as well? I am the same person without my hair, right?
Jim looked about the room as if he were looking for something.
"You say your hair is gone?" he asked.
"You need not look for it," said Della. "It is sold, I tell you--sold and gone, too. It is Christmas Eve, boy. Be good to me, for it was cut for you. Maybe the hairs of my head were numbered," she went on with sudden serious sweetness, "but nobody could ever count my love for you. Shall I put the meat on, Jim?"
Jim seemed to awaken quickly and put his arms around Della. Then he took a package from his coat and threw it on the table.
"Do not make any mistake about me, Dell," he said. "I do not think there is any haircut that could make me like my girl any less. But if you will open that package you may see why you had me frightened at first."
White fingers quickly tore at the string and paper. There was a scream of joy; and then, alas! a change to tears and cries, requiring the man of the house to use all his skill to calm his wife.
For there were the combs -- the special set of objects to hold her hair that Della had wanted ever since she saw them in a shop window. Beautiful combs, made of shells, with jewels at the edge --just the color to wear in the beautiful hair that was no longer hers. They cost a lot of money, she knew, and her heart had wanted them without ever hoping to have them. And now, the beautiful combs were hers, but the hair that should have touched them was gone.
But she held the combs to herself, and soon she was able to look up with a smile and say, "My hair grows so fast, Jim!"
Then Della jumped up like a little burned cat and cried, "Oh, oh!"
Jim had not yet seen his beautiful gift. She happily held it out to him in her open hands. The silver chain seemed so bright.
"Isn't it wonderful, Jim? I looked all over town to find it. You will have to look at the time a hundred times a day now. Give me your watch. I want to see how it looks on it."
Instead of obeying, Jim fell on the couch and put his hands under the back of his head and smiled.
"Dell," said he, "let us put our Christmas gifts away and keep them a while. They are too nice to use just right now. I sold my gold watch to get the money to buy the set of combs for your hair. And now, why not put the meat on."
The magi were wise men--wonderfully wise men--who brought gifts to the Baby Jesus. They invented the art of giving Christmas gifts. Being wise, their gifts were wise ones. And here I have told you the story of two young people who most unwisely gave for each other the greatest treasures of their house. But in a last word to the wise of these days, let it be said that of all who give gifts, these two were the wisest. Everywhere they are wisest. They are the magi.
You have heard the American story "The Gift of the Magi." This story was written by O. Henry and adapted into Special English by Karen Leggett. Your storyteller was Shep O'Neal. The producer was Lawan Davis.
I'm Shirley Griffith.
February 18, 2009 12:49 PM PST
A very easy audio story.
February 16, 2009 01:03 AM PST
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January 28, 2009 12:06 PM PST
Mrs. Jones wanted a picture for her living-room. She took the bus and went to town. She looked for a picture shop, and after a few minutes she found one. There were some pictures in the window, but she did not like them very much.
She went into the shop and looked at some other pictures. She liked some of those more. There was a picture of a young girl and Mrs. Jones liked it very much. She went to the shopkeeper and said, ‘How much do you want for this picture?’
The shopkeeper turned the picture round. He looked at the back of it and said, ‘Thirteen pounds.’
‘Thirty pounds?’ Mrs. Jones said. ‘That’s very expensive. I’m going to offer you twenty pounds for it.’
‘I said “Thirteen pounds”, not “Thirty pounds”,’ the man answered.
‘Thirteen?’ Mrs. Jones said. ‘Then I’m going to offer you nine pounds for it.’
January 01, 2009 06:31 AM PST
An audio joke told by Turgay Evren.
General McKenzie was in charge of the Navy, and he was visiting his colleague General Marshall, who was in charge of the Army. McKenzie arrives at the military camp and is greeted by Marshall. They both walk around the place, and McKensie asks: "So how are your men?"
"Very well trained, Gral. McKenzie."
"I hope so. You see, my men over at the Navy are so well trained, you could see they're the bravest men all over the country." "Well, my men are very brave, too."
"I'd like to see that."
So Marshall calls private Cooper and says: "Private Johnson! I want you to stop that tank coming here with your body!"
"Are you crazy? It'd kill me, you idiot! I'm out of here!" As private Johnson ran away, Marshall turned to a bewildered McKenzie and said:
"You see? You have to be pretty brave to talk like that to a general."
December 31, 2008 03:46 AM PST
Sam left school last June. "You don't like work very much, Sam," his friend Paul said. "What are you going to do now?"
"I'm going to study music," Sam answered. "I'm going to go to a music college."
Sam went to the music college, but he did not study much. He played games and went to dances and enjoyed everything.
But he never had much money.
Then he had some holidays. He went home and saw his friend Paul again. Paul said, "How are you getting on, Sam?"
"Quite well," was Sam's answer, "but my father isn't very nice. I wrote to him and asked him for 500 Pounds for a new violin, but he didn't send me the money. He sent me a violin.
December 30, 2008 01:49 AM PST
Sad News consisting of four chapters is a story written by Turgay Evren about Atatürk's life, death and ideas.
December 29, 2008 04:36 AM PST
Sad News is a story written by Turgay Evren about Mustafa Kemal Atatürk's life, death and ideas.
December 25, 2008 04:58 AM PST
Why do you want to learn English? What is your goal in learning English? If you learn English what is going to change in your life? Your horizon is going to determine the level of English. Your objective is going to shape your English.
December 16, 2008 03:12 PM PST
An audio story based on The School of Nature authored by Turgay Evren.
(for level 2 and 3 students)
December 05, 2008 05:04 AM PST
(for level three students)
December 04, 2008 01:58 PM PST
(for level 3)
November 28, 2008 02:19 AM PST
Easy Audio Stories.
(level 1 and 2)
November 27, 2008 10:14 AM PST
The audio story of Prophet Salih.
(for level 3 and 4)
November 26, 2008 09:41 AM PST
A story written by Sait Faik Abasıyanık, the famous Turkish writer.
(for level 3 and 4)
November 21, 2008 12:00 PM PST
Prophet Hud's audio story.
(for level 3 and 4)
November 21, 2008 01:48 AM PST
A very easy podcast for English learners.
November 20, 2008 07:28 AM PST
A very easy podcast for teaching English.
(for level 1)
November 14, 2008 01:01 PM PST
(for level 5 and 6)
November 14, 2008 02:31 AM PST
The American Storyteller tells us Rosa's inspiring story that has changed the American history.
(for level 5 and 6)
November 10, 2008 05:54 AM PST
Ali Babacan, the Foreign Minister of Turkey is giving a lecture for Council of Foreign Relations.
(for level 5 and 6)
November 10, 2008 03:56 AM PST
An easy audio story read by Zeynep Evren, who is ten years old.
(for level 3 and 4)
November 10, 2008 03:53 AM PST
A very easy audio story read by ten year old Zeynep Evren.
(for level 1)
November 09, 2008 05:32 AM PST
an interesting audio story.
(for level 4,5,and 6.
November 08, 2008 11:58 AM PST
An audio story.
(for level 5 and 6)
November 08, 2008 11:47 AM PST
a short audio story.
(level 4 and 5)
November 08, 2008 08:12 AM PST
An audio story.
November 07, 2008 01:15 AM PST
A funny audio story.
November 07, 2008 01:03 AM PST
A funny audio story.
November 06, 2008 10:15 AM PST
An easy audio story told by ten year old Zeynep Evren for English learners and kids. (recommended for level 3)
November 06, 2008 09:11 AM PST
The audio story of Snow White for children and learners of English. Recommended for the students of level 1 and 2.
November 05, 2008 01:45 PM PST
A very easy audio story. (recommended for level 2)
November 05, 2008 06:17 AM PST
The American Storyteller narrates the story of Al Capone, the world-wide famous criminal.
(Recommended for level 5 and 6)
November 05, 2008 06:11 AM PST
The easy audio story of Cinderella for the learners of English.
(Recommended for level 2 and 3)
November 05, 2008 05:34 AM PST
Orhan Pamuk, the famous Turkish author who is also awarded for the Nobel Literature Prize reflects his ideas on various topics.
(for level 5 and 6)
November 04, 2008 12:52 PM PST
NPR is having an English interview with Elif Safak, the famous Turkish writer and novelist.
(for level 5 and 6)
November 04, 2008 12:28 PM PST
A funny very short audio story.
(for level 5 and 6)
November 04, 2008 12:14 PM PST
An audio story told by Zeynep Evren, retold by Kathban Evren and edited by Turgay Evren.
(for level 2 and 3)
November 04, 2008 12:08 PM PST
An audio story by British Council.
(for level 5 and 6)
November 04, 2008 06:29 AM PST
(for level 3, 4 and 5)
November 04, 2008 06:20 AM PST
The audio story of Keloğlan
November 04, 2008 04:09 AM PST
An audio story for English Learners
November 04, 2008 03:56 AM PST
The audio story of Adam and Hawwa.