Optional financial support of Deep Stories channel / deeppodcastiran: music by @incompetech_kmac Kevin MacLeod @ScottBuckley under Creative Commons Attribution: https://creativecommons.org/licenses/... ________________________________________________________________________________ If the designer of any of the designs used in this video If you know or are a designer yourself, email us to announce your name as a designer. If you own any of the arts that we used in this video, or you know the artist of any of them, please contact us via email to give you the credit. [email protected] The original of this story is in German. This story was published for the first time by the Center for Intellectual Development of Children and Adolescents in 1371 with the translation of Jafar Ebrahimi into Farsi. Based on the English and German text, the translator has chosen Iranian names close to the names of the original version. Parrot of Isfahan Friedrich Feld 1 Germayel Kamal, an Isfahani carpet merchant with his wife, Nami, in their carriage on a hot summer day. They were sitting to get out of the city and go to the green hills around Isfahan and have a tour. Kamal spins his whip over the horses' heads and whistles. Nami had fallen asleep on the seat in the carriage. Nami suddenly wakes up when the big wheels of the carriage fall into the potholes. She had put a veil over her face so that the dust would not get into her eyes. When she was trying to fix her headscarf, she unconsciously touched her ears and noticed that the earring on the right was in place, but the earring on the left was missing. Nami looked all over Galeske, but there was no earring. Then he quickly pulled Kamal's sleeve and said that my earring, which was a souvenir of my mother, is missing. Kamal pulled the horse's mouths, made them grunt a little, and then jumped down from the carriage and started searching with Nami. They searched all the holes in the mandrels of the carriage and all around, but there was no trace of the earring. Suddenly he thought of something and said: "Kamal, wait! I think I know where it is. Shortly after leaving Isfahan, we passed a bridge next to a village house. I heard a strange sound there. Like the sound of a bird. I turned my head there. I think it fell there." They went to the place named by Nami and started searching. On the ground, under the leaves, everywhere they looked, there was no trace of the earring. Meanwhile, a man who was leaving the village house noticed that they were searching and asked: Are you looking for something? can i help you Kamal explains the story to him. The man said: I am now calling my daughter Negar to help you. His eyes are like the eyes of an eagle. He will definitely find the earring. Then he called the scribe. Negar, who was a seven-eight-year-old girl, comes out of the house. The man said to Kamal: My name is Daud and this is my daughter Negar. This small farm is also mine. We will help you find the necklace. Kamal also told Negar: If you find the necklace, you will get a prize. Four people start searching when suddenly Negar's eyes fell on the earring and he alerted the others as well. The earring was stuck on a tree branch. Kamal happily took the earring from the branch and gave it to Nami. Nami, who was delighted and happy, asked where this strange sound came from. Whose voice is that? The voice repeated: Whose voice is that? "This is the voice of our parrot, whose name is Germael," David explained. Then Negar told them that Garmail talks like a human being. Nami wanted to see the parrot. Daoud kindly invited them to his house and said: "We are poor farmers, be our guests for the amount of drinking a little milk." Germail also warms your head." Although Kamal wanted to continue their journey and did not want to waste time, he accepted the man's invitation because of his name. When Kamal and Nami entered the house and saw Garmail talking like a human, they asked Dawood: What is the story of this parrot? Daoud explains to them: One day Negar and I were working on the land near the river. Garmayel, who is very used to us, was sitting on a branch. We were working when Garmail came towards us screaming. It was clear that he saw something strange and wanted to draw our attention. Negar and I followed him to see what was going on. When we reached the river, we saw an old man lying in the water and asking for help. We took the white-haired old man out of the river with difficulty, we closed his wounds, dried his clothes and gave them to him, and since he could not walk, he stayed in our house for a week. When he got better and wanted to leave, he said that because you saved my life, I want to reward you. The old man, whose name was Mansour, said that my real savior was Germail. He has helped me like a human, so he should be able to talk like a human. He made Garmail able to speak. When Mansour left our house, he said if you need my help again, I will come back. Kamal and Nami were shocked to hear this story. Kamal thought and said to Dawood: "Are you selling this parrot?" Then he took out his money bag from his pocket and said, "I am ready to give you three gold coins for this parrot." Dawood was very happy with this offer, but Negar did not want to sell the parrot, he shouted, "Father, you should not sell Garmail." Daud answered: "This is P