Our Old Quarter

Asadabad is town of my memorabilia. A few years ago, after acceptation in one of the universities of Tehran, I was migrated from there, maybe forever. Our home was in Sar-e-viar quarter, recently called shahid Honari alley. This quarter was a very unquiet and busy place where per family had several children. Our neighbors were Seyed Hussein; who we called him Agha, an expression that sometimes is being used for those who have genealogic relations with holy prophet Mohammed. Other neighbors were Mard Ali; we called him ousta (a nonofficial word or master), mason, Amoo Ali Khan, closer than others with our family, Uncle Ali, and so on.
I don’t remember name of my first school. But that was in opposite alley of our home, named shahid Soufi. Mrs. Arefi was first and only female teacher who have had before university.