🔸 from the first mountain in Minav; The teacher's bell is among the dead

Bijani spring

🔹 When the first rush arrives, the houses smell like a school; ironed clothes, fresh bags, white notebooks and small hands that need to be separated from their parents' fingers and go to class; However, in a number of houses in Minav, school did not start this morning with the sound of the alarm clock and in the process of getting ready, because the children who had to collect their bags and leave the house, did not return.

🔹 For Minbi families, the first of Mahar is no longer just a date on the calendar, it is the day when the absence of children is more noticeable; On the day they had to see their child in the school uniform, they would tie his shoelaces, place his bag on his shoulder and walk him to the door, but now, instead of this child, there are memories of him coming from his room to the schoolyard with his family. 🔹 The school incident that Ajra Taiba took from Minab children and teachers who were supposed to return to school again this month, children who still had many years of life ahead of them; The years that could have been related to growing up, continuing education, finding a job, starting a family and building a future, but all these roads remained unfinished that day.