faez rahimi in his teaching place . they came to school like every other wednesday. of course, this wednesday the children are no longer waiting for him. there were two teachers in each class. just a week ago, his name came to the fore. he was martyred. one day now, at their own choice, on a day when their lessons are lighter in our school university , they choose wednesdays, they come to our school, usually when the teachers don't come to class, the children are happy , but here today in this school, somewhere in the west of tehran, there is one empty seat. i was promised to you when mrs. rahimi comes next semester , there is one person in this class, of course, today, a teacher did not come to her class, but when she first came to the class , they were very friendly and really, because of the small age gap between us, maybe we have a much better relationship. we used to be kind, honest and patient, they behaved as if we were close friends, like family . he didn't get angry about anything. behmon had nothing to do . th