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This story is no return to life in Tehran. In some calculations, it was 1969-1970. I was in grade one or two. Those of us who live in Behbodi street shademan in Tehran, may cause this code.
In the period since the opening of school is all about mehr, was not heard a good reputation. We have heard that we should "divaneh / crazy" man in our neighborhood, who often behave inappropriately children. Some of us are most curious about how this man looks like. Severalof us could see it in the porches and street corners. I think that in my imagination I see him as a man very scary, probably because of the stories that talk about it. I'm not sure.
The man was better known for his mental health. People cried and refers to him as Ali-divaneh. Register as a public divaneh is still prevalent among us, Iran, give people a label that is difficult for them to get outside. Divaneh the name of the person, and it wassad.
One day in a strange way, I met this guy as a human being. Until now I had no idea how to "Crazy" person looks like.
It was warm and sunny day in autumn, when new wind in the air. In our everyday way to school, we can see a change in season.
One day, after lunch, something strange happened. Ali-divaneh just came into our living room in our first floor in one building the deck. At that time, and around noon on each of our districtcity, Tehran, there was a beautiful symphony, a loud and cheerful sound of children who are approaching or going to school. I think that Ali-divaneh exclude those that are part of the experience and happy children.
He came into our living room when we had no idea about its intention of this visit. My mother made delicious food, as usual, as I remember, and we were without our first bites. As he walked, I can say that my mother was shocked and a little uncomfortable, but managed to keep calm.Ali-divaneh was a tall man aged about twenty-five years or early thirties. With him is the uninvited guest, her mother tried to pretend that we were guests. Divaneh gently asked Ali if he wants something to eat. Title sinks easily visible. My mother quickly put a plate of food before him. Shortly before we knew our guests ate. He looked hungry and eat as you can as quickly as possible. Since he was a great piece of food began to feel thatThere was no threat to us, just hungry. Ate in front of everybody. I think it is sorry that he had a family like ours. His eyes were the stories tell us that we can not understand at that time. For a moment he had an empty plate and said not a word that went from the door he went and came and sat down astonished.
Looked I saw that he defended the mood when eating. I think that is willing to accept, if he felteffects. Had a low level of hygiene is still unbearable. I remember the big black eyes, long eyelashes, and his innocent face.
Came and disappeared, he left me a lot of questions, like a child. I blame my mother for having left the front door wide open, I just came from school. It was possible, but there was no time, no religion and no excuses. In the evening, when his father came home, I heard my mother made him a message: "Ali-divanehwent for lunch. "Later I realized that some ladies like my mother, but found time to give Ali divaneh meal time came. I think that Ali did not know where to go when he is hungry.
After that date, I never asked my mother, what about this incident. As soon as the fear of foreign walk into our house, and offered him a meal, and before I knew that he is hungry.
I'm still wondering what Ali divaneh think that day, or went toother nations, like the house, and whether it will always be treated fairly.
Ali divaneh have seen most days of the porch or another. It seemed that the sound of happy children, who could return home for a hot meal. Seemed to be nice most of the time, he laughed and funny sounds. We did not know what is happening with the boys.
In my child's mind, I think that Ali-divaneh ordinary man, who missed just nice people around. Maybe his familyfailed because it was divaneh. I talked about that at home with warm food and nice clothes. I had many questions that could not be received by each. We did not know about it more, as they say. Even we know about mental health, and because we can even know about the treatment of people with mental health problems. I remember that Ali-divaneh many people were persecuted trop ridicule him, and I know that he knew that was not treatedwith respect.
Instinctively, I can connect to their lack of mental health problems of family life, respect and dignity. Several years later, when I was in high school, once again heard the stories divaneh-Ali and his inappropriate behavior. I remember my friends girl said that she saw in the corner near our school, and tried to show his male body to the girls. When the word was spread, our headmaster intervened. I was sure that once againAli-divaneh wanted to say that I need help it needs, which requires people to take care of him. I do not know what happened then. Somehow, the director and teachers were able to keep him away from our school, we hear about it. It was the last that I heard Ali divaneh.
Keep in mind that Ali was a man-divaneh. Basis that his story will be told, had been seen there, although it was known as "divaneh. Girlshis state of health will be invisible and unheard. Who knows?
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