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An event
It was 1980 or 1981 when my brother was returning from the front lines after 5 months for the first time. We all were happy and my mother was the happiest of all. Unfortunately, her foot was broken because of an accident and she couldn’t walk. We all welcomed him eagerly; and took him to the room after kissing him. Our mother had sat on the stool. Reza went towards her mother like his childhood, embraced and kissed her. We thought Reza doesn’t know anything about my mother’s broken foot. For this reason, none of us took the lead to give him the news. After a long time my older sister said: “don’t you know why mother didn’t come to see you in front of the door?”?
Reza replied while laughing: “Ok, I know she broke her foot, if not she would run towards the door barefoot.
“Aren’t you sad?”? my sister asked again.
“It is clear that everyone becomes sad, but there was a scene more disturbing than this in Ahvaz”?. Reza said as he pulled my little brother’s leg.
“Someday I saw a 30-years old woman in Ahvaz. She was fat and tall and had put on an Arabic veil and had embraced a swaddling newborn. Also she was carrying a lot. Suddenly Iraqi planes bombarded the region. It was a horrible scene. The Women and children were screaming and wailing loudly. We were trying to help people. Suddenly I set my eyes on that woman who had fallen down and also her swaddling baby had fallen about 10 meters further, she was crying. When I looked at her carefully, I understood that one of her hands and feet have been amputated, but she was going towards her baby. We took her baby (newborn) to hospital. The woman suffered martyrdom, but her baby was safe. Now I see that you are taking on our mother in this manner and helping her, I tell myself, it is better to be there and help others. My brother got his wish in 1981 and was martyred for the sake of God.
Reza replied while laughing: “Ok, I know she broke her foot, if not she would run towards the door barefoot.
“Aren’t you sad?”? my sister asked again.
“It is clear that everyone becomes sad, but there was a scene more disturbing than this in Ahvaz”?. Reza said as he pulled my little brother’s leg.
“Someday I saw a 30-years old woman in Ahvaz. She was fat and tall and had put on an Arabic veil and had embraced a swaddling newborn. Also she was carrying a lot. Suddenly Iraqi planes bombarded the region. It was a horrible scene. The Women and children were screaming and wailing loudly. We were trying to help people. Suddenly I set my eyes on that woman who had fallen down and also her swaddling baby had fallen about 10 meters further, she was crying. When I looked at her carefully, I understood that one of her hands and feet have been amputated, but she was going towards her baby. We took her baby (newborn) to hospital. The woman suffered martyrdom, but her baby was safe. Now I see that you are taking on our mother in this manner and helping her, I tell myself, it is better to be there and help others. My brother got his wish in 1981 and was martyred for the sake of God.
