- The people of İzmir are spending the beautiful days of spring in Kızılçullu after Karabağlar and Bozyaka these days -

spring takes an attractive form in Karabağlar, Bozyaka, and especially on the Kızılçullu ridges to adorn the dreams of novelists. Kızılçullu is a paradise on earth, which the Americans call Paradiso. For this reason, when the famous Indian Maharajah Kende came to Izmir, he had a palace built for himself in Kızılçullu 82 years ago, and established the old American College institutions here.

According to the claims of the Americans, the famous Greek poet Homer of Izmir wrote the Iliad in his cabin on the ridge of Kızılçullu and got his richest inspiration from Kızılçullu.

Kızılçullu, where tens of thousands of people gather on Saturdays and Sundays in spring to create a cheerful atmosphere, is still a (appropriate) recreation spot with its historical value. For example, old Izmir residents celebrate Hıdrellez day in Kızılçullu. They sit by the water of Katildere, under the Kızılçullu arch. By making lettuce and bean treats, they benefit from the scorching sun of spring and the cool air of Kızılçullu.

In the cultivated land starting from Kadifekale and continuing all the way to Kızılçullu, broad bean farming is almost a wealth. The people of old Izmir use the broad bean as a rare fruit just like the chervil. After discarding the shell and salting the inside of the broad beans, they gnaw them between their teeth.

In these spring days, the head of Katildere becomes an attractive sight. Hundreds of puppies bathe in the cool waters of Katildere or spend time dipping their feet in the water.

The name of Katildere is given to this beautiful stream because a few sacrifices are made almost every year. As a matter of fact, at least two of the pups that enter this stream are sacrificed almost every year. Children, who can or cannot swim, drown in their own carelessness as they play among the cool waters. Especially once, in 923, 4 demands were drowned in this stream on the same day. After that time, the name of this creek was Katildere.

Katildere passes through the farm of the current Village Teacher's School. Village children spend their evenings sitting by the creek after class. But thankfully, since the administration strictly forbids children from entering the stream, nothing happens. Village children spend time in this paradise corner watching the waters and taking advantage of the beautiful weather of spring.



April 28, 1939, Son Posta