Tag #127370 - Interview #98039 (Izak Sarhon)

There were no cars.  There were some taxis in our street.  I do not remember when I first rode in a taxi but I do remember that the taxis came after the horse carriage era was over.  There was a taxi station in our street.  The taxis used to queue there.  When a customer came, s/he used to get into the first taxi in the line, and the others would move to the head of the line.  I used to sit in one of the taxis at the back of the line so I could ride in them when they moved to the front of the line.  I used to sit beside the driver of course.

I also remember that there was a shop that sold sweets below our house.  The man sold “akide” sweets [almonds wrapped in white sugar], “lokum”s [Turkish delight] etc...  I used to collect all the empty boxes of chocolates or sweets that our guests brought.  Then I would go and sell the man downstairs those boxes.  Once he took the boxes and said: “I will give you 8 kurush for them”.  I said, “I want 7.5 kurush”!!!  I did not know what “8” meant then.  I kept hearing “2.5, 5 and 7.5” and thought I was getting a good bargain.