The land of old stories
The land of old stories
Since I was a child, I was interested in discovering stories and literature and words that took me on far and exciting journeys, so I chose literature as my field of study in high school and university and soon I graduated from Tabriz The experience and work was very interesting for me, so I tried writing for talk shows to being a journalist, and finally I found a shining gem. “Child and Adolescent Intellectual Development Center” or “Children and Adolescent Library”! What better place than this! Book, child and, literature.
Since I was a child, I was interested in discovering stories and literature and words that took me on far and exciting journeys, so I chose literature as my field of study in high school and university and soon I graduated from Tabriz The experience and work was very interesting for me, so I tried writing for talk shows to being a journalist, and finally I found a shining gem. “Child and Adolescent Intellectual Development Center” or “Children and Adolescent Library”! What better place than this! Book, child and, literature.
I became a story-writing coach, and after a few years, a librarian, a cultural coach, and then a manager responsible for cultural affairs. I worked in Kanon for 13 years with the colorful stories of children and teenagers. The center had a magical part that I still think is one of the most brilliant parts of the center, and that was the storytelling festivals that were performed in the national and international sections. I participated in festivals from the first years and learned more every day. My indescribable enthusiasm made beautiful things happen to me and I got to know and experience great masters in the field of storytelling, both inside and outside of Iran. Now, after 13 years, I had a small office in which we shared our experiences with everyone who loves stories – big or small. I always wanted to have a place for my different ideas in the field of stories and storytelling. That small office was not enough for my dreams. The dreams became bigger and more beautiful every day. My flying wings were so big that I had to open them and jump. Until one day, one of my friends, to whom I always owe my flight, came and dared me to jump high.
Farhanaz Alizadeh was my dream friend and colleague.she thought very big and taught me this beautiful work. Not to be afraid and to follow my dreams and tell the story that I like about myself. Then we started our own company hand in hand, my land, the land of my dreams; “Land of old stories”. We have been making colorful stories and dreams in our beautiful land for ten years now.