Opening of the first high school on the waterfront

Memoirs of Hojjat-ul-Islam Gholam Ali Mehraban Jahormi

Compiled by: Faezeh Sasanikhah
Translated by: Fazel Shirzad

2022-9-28


After I managed to get the opinion of the Fajr army commander to open a school on the front, I talked to the logistics of the front and said: "We need some tents to form a high school. They said: "We cannot give even a single tent to anyone except the combat forces." Because I was the general director of nomadic education and familiar with the nomadic property, I came to Shiraz and brought thirteen tents along with a Toyota jeep with a driver to the front. The driver I had brought with me handed these over to me[1] and returned.

Accordingly, we started educational activities in the front and opened a high school named "Front High School No. 1" in January 1982. At first, it was very difficult; So in the academic year of 1982-1983, we could not take the exam, and the comrades we had trained, we took leave for them during the exams and they went to the city to take the exam.

Seyedjavad Zabihipour was the head of the high school and there were many teachers under his supervision. I also went on several trips here and there to cover the shortage of several teachers. We had a teacher for all lessons; only we didn't have a physics teacher, no matter how hard I looked, I couldn't find anyone. If it was found, no one would be willing to teach at the front.

Since I was responsible for the propaganda of the Al-Mahdi Brigade and had held several classes in the battalion, one day when the class was over, I was arguing with Haji Zul Qadr, who was in charge of the brigade's motor vehicle, and said that wherever we go, we cannot find a physics teacher. He said: "I will give you an address, but don't give me my name; because he is not satisfied. Find him and talk to him yourself. He came here anonymously from Shiraz University's academic jihad and now he is a water tanker working to supply water to the line. He doesn't want anyone to know him; But now you go find him, he has a master's degree in physics. If you can satisfy him, he is a good force."

I went and found him; It was filled with water. When I spoke to him, he said: "First, tell me how you found me?"

- It is not important, the important thing is that we need you."

-"I will not give the responsibility of water supply of line to someone."

- Don't give it to anyone! You do your work and in the meantime, whenever you have time, one or two hours a day, we will adjust ourselves to your schedule. Come and put the water tanker next to the high school and do your teaching. Then, get on board and get to work."

"Now, I am ready with the condition that Zul Qadr does not take this water tanker away from me."

"Don't worry about him! I talk to him."

In short, the physics teacher agreed. The fourth physics of the high school, which usually the teachers in the city could finish at least six, seven months by force, within two months, he had prepared for the children in such a way that the children had memorized all the physics books, of course, the other teachers were also excellent.[2]

 


[1] The delivery receipt is still available. This delivery form proved that this car was delivered to me with all its parts and accessories. (Narrator)

[2] Source: Mr. Mehraban: Memoirs of Gholam Ali Mehraban Jahormi, edited by Vahid Kargar Jahormi, Shiraz, Asman 8th, 2012, p. 299.



 
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