The chicken that captled for another egg

In the distant time, more than the recorded date, in the hearts of the Zagros Mountains, a Jewish old man reads an old petition in a secrecy. In that scroll had come:

There will be a day when the savior of the Persian generation will rise, so it is up to you to look at the gold eggs, and because the mother is nurturing it in your nest; Even if it is not for you.

This was said to be a proverb among the small Jews of Iran:

Our chicken is copy, its egg is not mine!

But it didn't matter, because for centuries they knew that sometimes we had to become a mother for a baby who did not know her father in time.

Since then, in the alleyways of Yazd, Isfahan and Hamedan, women have emerged who covered special children under their tent; Children with dark hair, eyes full of revelation, and their birth certificate had a Hebrew name, but speaking in Persian at night.

The rabbi elders said: "They are predicted from the foregoing, we are only shadow, they are flames.

Years have passed, generations changed, and whenever a child was born with a special badge - the moon -like shoulder, or a halo of light at birth - was said to be a Jewish women.

The story was so weird that many didn't believe it, but in the old houses, there was a box in which the child's original name was kept, beside the Persian petition and the verses of the Isaiah:

From the east, a savior will come ... and the people will come together.

And so, the chickens copy, on the eggs that may not have been, but the hope of the world lies.

Arabla is the daughter of Iranian Ivanko. Iran's daughter in the United States is a trustee.

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