I don't know, maybe no one can prove that God does exist. Also no one can prove that God does not exist. sometimes I think there is no God but in so many time that I am in pressure and I can not change the situation and become hopeless, the only thing that can make me hopeful and strong it is God. My parents are Moslem and I was born in moslem family but in ten or twelve yer i did not the things that are obligatory.
There are so many religion in the world and most of people belief on of them. In all religions there is one thing, and everyone believes it, that thing is God.
When i was child, maybe fur or five my parents sent me to school. There was not school on that situation. actually it was a mosque and the man who try to teach us was amissionary. In first day he toke a piece of paper and wrote the Persian Alphabetical. In the afternoon when i went for teach the paper was scraped and the alphabet was missing.
The missionary told me, "where is the alphabet"?
I had no answer and became shy and put my head down. Suddenly a cuff Fondling my face and got up me. I tried to heave my head and suddenly the other cuff Fondling the other side of my face. My face became read and something i heard some voice like a guitar!
It was the first time that i beat by someone that who was not my father. from that day i became hate from school and lessons, and after that i never can learnt good and never took a good result. However i never could go to school Officially and everything i learnt, i learnt by self study. From that day was started to hit some other type of form that I experienced in my life which was a particular humiliation and insult.
Here we don't have formal class and the IOM does not provide school for us. But the JRS which is supported from church provided an English class for us. This class was also informally and the JRS should find teachers that teach us without salary. Rani was a gift from God. She and her husband was a person who came to our camp and voluntary tech us without salary.
Rani was the first teacher that i had experienced in my life and enjoyed her clas. Although during this time i did not learnt much and lost the opportunity that i had, but Rani will be the teacher who i will not forget her for ever and she will be in my mind and my heart for ever. She was the teacher that i never had seen before.
She was the queen of jogja who God sent for us as a gift during this time. No, No she was like angel, of course she was an angel and if we say lesser then this we did mistake and did wrong in his write. She was very perfect and she did to us anything perfect. Also she was very intimate and very honest to us. She was very intimate and close to that there is no exist this things in Afghani family.
She was very perfect and the word can not show her character and personality. when she told us, "I will not work here anymore as a teacher." We were all shocked and became sad. She said, " I want to go Europe for continuance my my lesson." I am very happy that she is success and i hope she will become success in her way for ever. But i don't know why i became sad and could not be strong and i cried. when i went for lunch i was very sad and i could not eat my lunch. Indeed, she was an angel and a gift of God.
