I met Ali yesterday when with the other friends were in Ghahroud (an small town near Ghamsar) walking in a path of an almost dried river.
He is 11 years old but can not go to the school because he is from Afghanistan ! This was what he said about himself. I did feel ashamed of being an Iranian in front of him when he was talking about his situation! I wish I was able to send him to the school.
He said :there is someone from Afghanistan who teaches me how to read and write and how to drive a loader machine the same time. While he was talking I couldn’t take off my eyes from his hardened hands. When I asked him where you wish to live, he looked at a very far place and said nothing!
He was collecting woods beside a dried tree. I captured his portrait with the roots of the dried tree. It seemed that the river has taken the tree off in one of its torrents and now both river and tree were dry. We don’t help Afghani people because their roots are out of their lands…As it goes on, this flood of disaster in the region will root up our tree, one day! This was what I was thinking of afterwards…
علی گفت که اجازه نداره در ایران مدرسه بره چون افغانیه!! در برابر نگاهش از ایرانی بودن خودم خجالت کشیدم.
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