My Kind Father. Fiction by Nasser Yousefi

My Kind Father

Good morning, dear father of mine…

What?… Yeah… I slept well last night… a lot.

I had some funny dreams too… How about you?

Wow, what a wonderful breakfast you prepared… bread… cheese… walnuts… milk… tomatoes…

I adore these breakfasts that you make for me every day…

What?… You like the smell of fresh bread… Me too.

Come and sit next to me… right here… a little further…

You’re wearing such vibrant clothes today… sky blue… You know, blue suits you so well… it makes your face even kinder.

But how do you find your colorful clothes?… What?… Do you touch and feel?

I’m clearing the breakfast dishes…

You too, go and pack up so we can get ready to go… It’s great that my school and your workplace are so close.

Father… Will you hold my hand?… It feels so good when you do… After all, you’re my father…

I’m so happy when you say my hands are kind. How do you know if a hand is kind or unkind?

Wow, how clear and blue the sky is… it’s the same color as your clothes…

All the trees along the street are budding… they’ve turned green… Shall we go this afternoon and buy green clothes for ourselves?… Very light green… Grass green…

What?… You like the sound of birds… I hear the sound of birds too… but not as well as you… Your ears hear much better…

How noisy these birds are.

We’ve reached the bus stop… how nice it’s not crowded….

Lower your head. I need to tell you something calmly:

At the station, many people look at your clothes… as if they all think how good blue looks on this gentleman….

Well, the bus has arrived… I’m going ahead… come on….

Oh… so many empty seats… we can sit together safely….

What?… What lessons do I have today?… I don’t know… Same as always….

Do you know I think of you in school too?

What? You think of me a lot too?… How nice it is that you think of me!

Shall we agree to go and buy flowers for the vases behind the window?

What?…. and green clothes…. Yes, I didn’t remember.

I love colorful flowers… what about you?

Flowers that have fragrance?…. Uhm… I agree…. I didn’t remember that you also understand scents very well!

Do you know what flower mom really loves?

What?… Jasmine flower…. the one that has a nice scent?…. That’s nice….. I also like the scent of jasmine flower….

What?…. Yes… I’ll definitely come to your office after school…. I won’t be late…. I remember…. We’re going to buy flowers and light green clothes….

Well… it seems we’ve arrived… we have to get off…

How nice it is that my school and your workplace are close…

How nice…… did you unfold your “white cane”  from here?…

You mean you won’t hold my hand?

But hold my hand again…. after all, you’re my father…

All fathers hold their children’s hands…

Well, this is my school too… will you go in alone?

Doesn’t your white cane match your blue clothes?

Do you want me to come to the office with you….. I have time…..

What… I shouldn’t lose myself!

Oh, I miss you..

So let’s kiss each other…

What..?. I smell nice… the scent of jasmine?

God bless my kind father… I’ll see you again in the afternoon…

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Nasser Yousefi is a children’s literature writer. In his tales, he strives to share love, peace, and trust in the world.

A recent immigrant to Canada, Yousefi aims to play a role as a contributing citizen in Canadian literature.