I have a little funny story about shaking hand. It happened when the first time I arrived in Istanbul and stayed in a government dormitory. Like other new students, I did not really know how their lifestyle is. Especially, when they meet and make a communication with one another.
One day, I went out of my dormitory to meet my other Indonesian friend who came together with me in a couple days ago. She is Putri. She was the only one girl from Indonesia for the period. So, on that day I saw her sat on a seat. Beside her also there are some friends of her. I did not know who they are and where they come from. I said salaam to Putri then starting to speak with her.
After a moment, Putri tried to introduce the friends of her to me. I only said hello and tried to speak with them without touching their hand. I kept my hand inside my coat at the same time moving my head to give respect for them. This is my way to say hello to every girl whom I meet. Yet, it might be a strange phenomenon for those girls. I heard they said something in Turkish at the same time they saw up to my hand.
Firstly, I did not realize what I had done become a polemics. I understood what was happening After Putri gave me a signal. As soon as I realized I tried to give a reason why I did not touch their hand.
Shortly, I found a good reason to explain to them. I told them that the weather was so cold that I did not show up my hand. I explain in Turkish. Then, they laughed when I used Turkish because I was new and the accent which I used was a little bit different. They said,” ow turkce biliyorsun”. It meant that “oh you know Turkish”. And then the problem was solved.
After that day, I do understand the condition of my environment where I live. I keep trying to put my habits on the right side. It meant that trying to be one of them but not to lose my identity of course. I keep trying not to show up something which makes other people think that what I am doing is strange.