Fereydoun Amoozadeh Khalili, a children’s writer, curses himself for being a children’s author.
Fereydoun Amoozadeh Khalili, a journalist and writer in the field of children and adolescents, wrote in the HamMihan newspaper in defense of the protesting children and teenagers who are being suppressed these days: ‘Curse me for being a children’s writer, for being a writer for the children and teenagers of this land, for having to write about these horrific moments but not writing them. I can’t write, my pen has dried up like a hateful thorn in a wasteland. Curse me for supposedly being a children’s and teenagers’ writer and not being able to write your tear-filled story, my student daughter of the homeland, my student son of the nation.’
The story of the feelings at those moments when your school’s doors open and men whose faces and identities are unknown enter the school. Curse me for being a children’s writer and not being able to write about the moment when you were called, and you first looked at the frightened yet sympathetic eyes of your classmates and then at the ashamed eyes of your teacher who avoided your gaze. Don’t think about anything else, my child. Let that clueless minister prescribe a psychology room and a correctional facility for you, who has chanted the most social slogan of the era, ‘Woman, Life, Freedom,’ so that you might not turn into an antisocial personality. My dear, sorrowful child, I believe that one day you and your friends will build a school full of hope, life, beauty, wisdom, and kindness, a school that neither I nor my generation could ever build for you. That day is not far away.
