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Iran, freedom of Expression Series: Let my Voice Speak for You

roia — Sat, 13 Mar 2010 19:22:21 +0000

This piece was written in response to a call for pieces on the subject of freedom of expression by Nazy Kaviani. It is also a response to a photo posted at Boston.com on June 15, 2009. For more information on the call to write, visit Nazy's blog. To see the photo on which this picture was based, visit here.

Sunshine

roia — Sat, 18 Jul 2009 15:11:55 +0000

I watched my grandmother, squatting before a huge bowl of greens, picking through them with her delicate fingers. Preparation for dinner began just after breakfast, and could last throughout the day.

Ghorban

roia — Mon, 08 Jun 2009 02:14:47 +0000

From Dad’s journal:
(Holy day of Ghorban)
February 7, 1971

School Daze, Lonely Days

roia — Wed, 03 Jun 2009 04:15:07 +0000

The next chapter in the memoir series Persianchyld. If you like what you read, I welcome you to visit my main blog at www.persianchyld.blogspot.com.

Tadjrish, Iran
January 1971

Grandpapa's Welcome

roia — Fri, 29 May 2009 01:14:41 +0000

This is the next chapter in my memoir series "Persianchyld". If you like what you read, please visit my blog at persianchyld.blogspot.com and consider subscribing. I've submitte this to Arts & Lit as well for the first time so you may see it there as well. Enjoy!

Watching Over Me

roia — Tue, 26 May 2009 01:21:42 +0000

Tadjrish, Iran
Winter 1970

The Leaving

roia — Fri, 22 May 2009 03:36:51 +0000

Roshan had not been back to Iran for 8 years when my father’s teaching job offered him a sabbatical year, and it was decided we all would go to live with my grandparents in Tadjrish, just outside of Tehran, Iran. My mother would be returning to her family home in Iran a married woman again, married to an American no less. Our big white house on the hill in Montclair, with the addition my father had built for my nursery, it would have to be sold. We would be gone a year, so there was no sense leaving it to stand empty and waiting. We would have to start over when we returned.

The Early Morning Gift

roia — Thu, 21 May 2009 05:15:49 +0000

Tadjrish, Iran
Fall 1970