| No. 232 | 21 December 2015 |
Interview with Mehr Ali Ebrahim NejadI was just a private (1)Mehr Ali Ebrahim Nejad is a veteran of the Iraq-imposed war on Iran. He went to the battle forefronts while he was still a teenager and fought for the country 90 months of the 94-month (nearly 8-year) war. The following is an excerpt of his Oral History Weekly's interview with about on the occasion of the anniversary of Operation Muharram (Monday, November 1, 1982).
An interview with Mohammadali HajimoniriIsfahan student’s movement (2)We did an interview titled as “Isfahan Polytechnic University students movement “with Mohammadali Hajimoniri in first days of last October .He was graduated from the Isfahan Polytechnic University and now is an industrial manager . In this interview, he explained about Isfahan university students activities. This interview paved the way for another somehow long comprehensive interview about those days and years activities, introduced this week.
Head of Art Department of Kohgiloyeh and Boyerahmad announced:Provincial Memoirs Writing Workshop of Oral History Is Held in Yasouj CityAccording to Mehr News Agency report, Ali Hoshmand told the reporters about details of holding the workshop in the morning of Tuesday: “The workshop was held with presence of over 100 people interested in literature of sustainability with the issue of Islamic Revolution and Sacred Defense in the congress of Martyr Generals of the province.
Book on Iran-U.S. relationship reprintedThe second edition of the book “Iran and America; past failure and reconciliation path” by Seyyed Hossein Mousavian was republished.The book consists of eight chapters with the following topics; ‘The relationship between Iran and America, from friendship to enmity’, ‘Hostage crisis, distrust and misunderstanding’, ‘Decade of war and stabilizing the revolution 1980 – 1989’, ‘A pragmatic president’, ‘The rise of the reform movement in Iran (1997 – 2005)’, ‘Ending sixteen years of mediocrity’, ‘Two views about the main conflicts’ and ‘The roadmap to peace’.
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 Daughter of Sheena-61 Memories of Qadamkheyr Mohammadi Kanaan Wife of Sardar Shaheed Haj Sattar Ebrahimi Hajir Memory writer: Behnaz Zarrabizadeh Tehran, Sooreh Mehr Publications Company, 2011 (Persian Version) Translated by Zahra Hosseinian
With red and baggy eyes, friends, families and relatives arrived from Qayesh by several minibuses tomorrow morning. Samad's friends came and said: “Samad’s body has been transferred to Revolutionary Guards’ office.” We all got ready and went to see it. They had put my Samad’s coffin in a big refrigerator truck. It had come with other martyrs. The door of truck was open. Coffins were stacked. My brother-in-law, Teymour had stood next to me. I said: “Samad! Please bring my Samad. We haven’t seen each other for long time.” Mr. Teymour climbed up to the refrigerator part and lifted down several coffins with the help of a few other people. Samad’s coffin was not among them. Mr. Teymour placed a coffin in front of my feet and said: “this is my brother.” Samad’s brothers, sisters, father, mother and also my father gathered around the coffin. I wished Sheena was with me and I was crying into his arm. She wasn’t feeling good recently and couldn’t come out of the house. There was no room for me and my kids beside Samad’s coffin. I sat down at his foot and said crying: “always, my share of you was this; the last one, the last look.”    |