That morning, as I put on the Iran Hamdel uniform, my heart was with the children at school. I wished I could build them an amusement park now that their city and playground had been destroyed. I wanted to distract them, even for a few hours, from the toys they had left behind under the rubble of their homes. \nI drifted into childhood memories and recalled how, during the height of the revolution\u2019s victory\u2014amidst the bloodshed in the streets\u2014someone had offered me a piece of chocolate. But never mind… \nWhen we set up the amusement park, took our souvenir photos, and set off for the next destination, I wished that the image these children would carry from these war-torn days would resemble those joyful moments\u2014just like the taste of that chocolate.<\/p>\n\n
A glimpse of Haj Hossein Yekta<\/a>\u2019s oral narrative<\/p>\n\n About his journey to present-day Lebanon<\/p>\n\n\t\t\t