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The Apricot Tree
(By Parviz Saeedi)
Once, in my childhood, I, together with Abbass and a few other friends went to Hokmabbaad gardens, around Qazvin, to study. It was the month of khordad. After studing for a while, our eyes caught sight of an apricot tree in the garden. We were tempted to break into the garden, and eat some apricot.
The garden had high walls all around. Abbass objected our trespassing and said, "Eating fruits without the owner's consent is a sin." We didn't care about what he said. I, accompanied by one of my friends, took great pain in climbing the wall and entering the garden.
After a few minutes, we were on a tree top, busy eating apricot. We played jokes on Abbass, inviting him to join us and have some apricot. It didn't take long before the landlord, having a club in his hand, rushed to us, shouting curses.
Overwhelmed with fear, we jumped from a height of 3 meters, one of my feet was twisted, I kept fleeing with the lame leg. We had not reached the garden enclosure that the landlord caught and beat us. However hard we cried and apologized fell on deaf ears. Abbass, who was watching this scene from a good distance, came closer and asked the landlord to punish him instead. The landlord could not believe his eyes, but Abbas explained that in fact he was guilty. Since he was our senior extremely impressed by Abbass's request. Then he offered us some apricot which he himself picked from the tree.
Once, in my childhood, I, together with Abbass and a few other friends went to Hokmabbaad gardens, around Qazvin, to study. It was the month of khordad. After studing for a while, our eyes caught sight of an apricot tree in the garden. We were tempted to break into the garden, and eat some apricot.
The garden had high walls all around. Abbass objected our trespassing and said, "Eating fruits without the owner's consent is a sin." We didn't care about what he said. I, accompanied by one of my friends, took great pain in climbing the wall and entering the garden.
After a few minutes, we were on a tree top, busy eating apricot. We played jokes on Abbass, inviting him to join us and have some apricot. It didn't take long before the landlord, having a club in his hand, rushed to us, shouting curses.
Overwhelmed with fear, we jumped from a height of 3 meters, one of my feet was twisted, I kept fleeing with the lame leg. We had not reached the garden enclosure that the landlord caught and beat us. However hard we cried and apologized fell on deaf ears. Abbass, who was watching this scene from a good distance, came closer and asked the landlord to punish him instead. The landlord could not believe his eyes, but Abbas explained that in fact he was guilty. Since he was our senior extremely impressed by Abbass's request. Then he offered us some apricot which he himself picked from the tree.
