Tuesday, April 15, 2008

Farhad School Trees

I remember those Majestic pine trees soaring above my head. It seemed their canopies were scratching the sky. They had straight trunks and very rough barks. I used to cut out pieces of the bark and curve out the back and turn them into small boats which I used to float in our kitchen sink at home. There was also a shah-toot and a khormalou tree. I always wonder who would eat all the fruits. We used to hunt for the fallen pine cones and play soccer with them in the hayaateh-poshtee. I also remember getting hit in the face with the pine cone in one of those games and since then I told everyone that it made my nose crooked.

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