I was born in the late 1980s. My father was a left-wing political prisoner in the 80s, and I was conceived during the prison visits. After my father’s release when I was two years old, even though he was educated, he had to go to other jobs because of his political background.

My mother couldn’t bear it anymore and without saying anything she left me in the park, next to our house, with a small letter in my pocket. My father killed himself three months later. As I understood, my mother, who had remarried, had an accident with her husband on the Shiraz road, and both passed away. I grew up with my grandmother, and my only possession was a letter from my father, whose will was for me not to allow myself to break under power and be stronger than him.

My first political activity was forming a small group, which was done by putting up a banner and many printed slogans, etc., in one of the northern cities of Iran. Then, I was arrested and served my sentence in one of the prisons after being deported to another. After that, we gathered wounded and strong comrades and created a group with cohesive and consistent activities.

I was injured in January 2016. In November 2018, we did a lot of work with the anarchist group of the Federation. We diligently prepared anarchist books and articles and delivered them to the people every month without interruption. In Jina’s uprising of 2022, we were more experienced, more numerous, and braver than ever present in the streets without wasting time. The majority of our members were girls from the 2000s, whose courage is a driving force for me.

We Iranian anarchist children have no one anywhere in the world except the family of anarchists. We salute you all, and we promise you that we will not stop fighting until our last breath.

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