
A rural schoolteacher boards a night traināthe same one that passes by their school every morning. He has made up his mind to speak with the passengers, to ask them for a simple favor: to respond to his students, who stand by the tracks every morning, eagerly waving at the train. The childrenās excitement is met with silence day after day, and the teacher hopes that, just for a moment, someone might wave backāand acknowledge their innocent longing with a simple gesture.
Writer
Shiva Gholamian
Language
Persian