1001 IRANIAN NIGHTS: GIRL WITH MOSCOW'S HAND

There is always an image of the narrator in Eastern prose, but don't let the pronoun "I" confuse you: my stories are not about me, but about those around me. As in the real One Thousand and One Nights, my eyes and mouth are needed here only to tell you first-hand what I saw with my own eyes. In Russia, they didn't believe that I could remember that time so well more than 40 years later. But the Iranians believed it right away. They said it was no coincidence that I kept my Tehran diary at the age of 9, which is Aisha's age. And they believe that I understood everything exactly the way I'm telling you now. Thank them for that.