Here is a short and straight to the point explanations of what both accounts of Bayram is/are.

Ramazan Bayrami: Three-day festival when sweets are eaten to celebrate the end of the fast of Ramadan month. Also known as “şeker (sweets) Bayrami” since it’s customary to offer candies to family members and friends that are visiting.

Kurban Bayrami: Four-day festival when sacrificial sheep or cow are slaughtered and their meat distributed to the poor.

In my words:


This is like Turkish Christmas in terms of special but also like Halloween in the sense of receiving sweets ect (obviously not dressing as devils and ghosts)

I’ve yet to experience both Bayram in Turkey so there not a lot I can say about it until I’ve been there but this is mainly what happens.

As we are in the U.K. we send money to my father in law who then writes down who we are and how much we paid in. There rest of the family (hundreds of Sordabak’s) also come and pay a certain amount of money for each person or on behalf of each person in their family home.

As soon as the monies have been taken it all gets added up (a lot of it) and then my father in law will do a bit of research around their village. As soon as he spots a family who are struggling he will hand over the money to them and wish them a happy foreseeable future.

I think this is absolutely beautiful and it warms my heart that they do something so generous and kind.

All the children in the family receive gifts such as new clothes and sweets and all the neighbouring children will be also given sweets.

kurban Bayram :

which falls later on in the year, my father in law will buy a whole live sheep costing around £200. The family will gather in the garden and all watch the sacrifice and slaughter of it done in the tradition Islamic way of halal which without going into to much details means that a holy Islamic prayer is said and the animals throat is cut quickly and professionally as to not bring torture to the sheep. (Personally I hate this. I will never ever watch this is be there at that time. I’m a meat eater and I know that animals have to be slaughtered to be eaten but I just don’t need to seen it happen thank you)

Once the animal has died and has been butchered and prepared into portions of meat. My father in law will then hand the meat out to all of the family but also to all of the neighbours too. They will prepare a beautiful meal and everyone sit down together and celebrate this wonderful occasion.

I have probs missed a lot of info out but I must stress I’ve not yet experienced it. So it’s hard to put into words. I can o my go on what the family tell me. Il update as soon as I’ve been there, done that and bought the sweets 😍

Eid mubarak!!

Published by Wife of a Turkish Life

Just a normal lass living in a beautiful city in the uk and soon to move over to Turkey. I have 3 beautiful children and a lovely Kurdish hubby from turkey. We currently live apart from our Turkish family in turkey and live in the Uk and soon to move back over to turkey for good. I love everything about my life! I absolutely adore cooking and baking, I cook a beautiful meal and dessert every night and light lunch during the day if we are hungry. I bake a lot too hence why I’m growing to the size of an elephant and find it hard to shed the lbs (ooops) I also love, shopping, socialising, date night together with the hubby when he’s home, I love make up and being and hairdresser and beautiful among others things I love everything about self presentation. At the moment I am a fully mummy to two little beauties and I love it. Please feel free to follow my blog and have a little onsite into our life. I’m just starting out so there’s much more to be added each day. Please be kind and if You don’t like my life then don’t feel the need to stick around and tell me in a nasty comment 😝.

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