On the verge of the Iranian
regime’s twin elections, a heartbreaking incident took place in the village of
Siahkal, located in northern Iran. This text shows how the Iranian people
actually view elections in Iran.
24 February 2016
A teacher, wounded back in the
Iran-Iraq War of the 1980s and a loyal believer in the Islamic republic, told
his students:
“Kids, the elections are near,
write an essay about the elections,” he said. Every one of the students wrote
an essay and read it before the class until it was A.K.’s turn. With very
ragged clothing and a face revealing his inner pains, A.K. stood before the
blackboard and began reading his essay:
“In the name of God…
I take my pen and write my essay
as:
Why do we vote!?
So they can make ladders from
our votes to go up and embezzle even more??
Use the people’s money to pay
for their advertisement, and my notebook to become more expensive each day??
Take their wives and kids and go
to trips abroad for vacations under various reasons???
Using the people’s money to send
their own kids to Europe and the U.S. under the pretext of college
scholarships, and for them to never return??
For the sons and daughters of
senior officials to ride the best cars??
To care less about the city
being polluted and crowded, and have me suffer from cancer because of
non-standard gasoline??
To employ extremist thoughts and
mentalities under the slogan of moderation?
Abandon unemployed men and harass
women for their revealed hair?
To own homes, cars and villas,
and for my family to become poorer each day??
Earn 100 million rials a month
and be allowed to go on vacations costing millions, to know why Iran’s girls
resort to prostitution to flee poverty, and find themselves sold to foreign
countries??
Or by scaring us of the ‘world
arrogance’, or ISIS, or others becoming dominant, and in doing so they
themselves take complete control over the people’s wealth, and their very
lives?!?
Or with my vote have people thrown
into prisons like Kahrizak so they can’t see their families???
Dear teacher,
Do you want me to go and vote
for the first time
… to become a street vendor
after finishing my studies?
Or like my father, become a taxi
driver after retirement?
… or when I grow older, fail to
marry due to lack of money and being unemployed
Or like my father who can’t take
my kid sister to a doctor!
… or or or
The teacher, with tears in his
eyes, rose to his feet, stood before his students and said only one thing:
“Stop it. We were deceived!”
And he left the classroom.
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