I once wanted a chance to be entertained, errr, buy Turkish ice cream sold by a Turk complete with his long paddle and antics, until we spotted one at Al Qasba, Sharjah. 

A little from Wikipedia:

Dondurma (Turkish, literally "freezing") is the name given to ice cream in TurkeyDondurma is commonly sold from both street vendor's carts and store fronts where the mixture is churned regularly with long-handled paddles to keep it workable. Vendors often tease the customer by serving the ice cream cone on a stick, and then taking away the dondurma with the stick and rotating it around, before finally giving it to the customer. 

Two qualities distinguish Turkish ice cream: texture and resistance to melting. Inclusion of the thickening agents salep, a flour made from the root of the Early Purple Orchid, and mastic, a resin that imparts chewiness.

Here are a few he wrote on his notebook covers. (He is still learning his spelling but) what concerns us is the psychology behind his acts. Some of his messages are on crumpled papers you would think it's trash but it tells of his frustrations in school, like being hurt by his classmates or being admonished for misbehaving. He is quite a talker at home and is always proud to discuss his achievements, but yes maybe, he does not want to verbally dwell on anything negative.