مهر و ماه - ! dad & mam !Sorry

! dad & mam !Sorry

Mind is a strange thing. Sometimes dense gray cells cause trouble for yourself why the files are old things out the tide never not think we are there.

Our historical memory and memories of your head sometimes scenes in Commemoration of the strange circumstances that brings us to surprise.

Today evening with headache and fatigue that I was busy back home, this memory Excellency throe lead and traffic and heat, with my own range of nineteen years ago!

I was a child seven years or a little more leisure trip had gone to Hamadan. Day trip for shopping and famous city street suddenly went to a toy store sales reached. Not the bottom-up look at myself I remember. Look at the world a child is long.

Small shop and I was pleased to see a toy robot that I had two eyes round and orange. Four missiles had orange on his head. When men turn to the seller, lcd white toy chest level images of a month that another meaning of his moment and did not catch this image for example, eliminate the camera Post Iron Man and I went to my heart!

This was the first time and I emphasize this perhaps the only time that one thing to get a toy that both I and my father insisted I said: I Khvamsh

I cry ... I still feel strange. Browse memories and I are ... I remember that my father does not remember what he said is the only shop outside my range, and said: Now look at me dad.'re Crying because ... ? With wet eyes I remember the good iron man too much money and we will probably buy it with the cost of purchase or more sensory Mandym but told me to say خوام and I only remember the good that I grudge . Robot gift when I search under side street and I went to tell the world and I Nprsyd. To me that day and after that I had a lot of toys that every time I remember is what was the album of photos'll head but what was the heart of the Iron Man with my range. Day of the trip was my hotel, and Star Wars and the war for months at home with the heat continued. Myself and the space available.

Today I strongly think that this mom and dad how ashamed I am and more than what happened before me there was ها I, I I. Funny but I thought that perhaps the same days that I feel ashamed because the first memory, the sense of images was also screw things up.

Head today with the pain Nyavrm memory card knocked nineteen years. Alas most of my life was. If your children have better Fhmmsh.

Moralize:

1 at the age of seven I was better now.

2 I wish I was a child (violation of the theory before that I always have the best conditions. Not yesterday, not tomorrow)

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