Category: Short Stories

Back in Tehran, school year of 1970-1973, I had an elementary teacher known as Mrs. Jewish teacher. This teacher was obviously Jewish and she was called by her religion. It is incredible how we recall labels and not names. I guess dividing people due to race, religion, and ethnicity has always been around in my…

This story goes back to life in Tehran. With some calculations it must have been 1969-1970. I was in grade one or two. Those of us, who lived in Behbodi-shademan Street in Tehran, may recall this character. In the commencement of the school time around First of Mehr, there were rumors going on. We heard…

Halloween is a time when people dress up to something they admire, fear, or like. This is a time when you expect to enjoy the physical transformation,although in a superficial way. You pretend being a character maybe close to your heart or maybe something that challenges you. You like to convey a message or to…

Years ago back in 1990.s I met this Iranian woman who was living with enormous emotional pain. I was working as a Social Worker in a Government Social Assistance office. Upon my own interest, most Iranian clients would be refereed to me, not only due to the client’s language barriers but also due to the…

Our Next Generation need to know many stories that we carry with us. There is a burning desire in every one of us in telling the story of life of someone very special that has significant meaning for us.  If we search, we can find individuals who lived their life to pave our way for…