As mahdiabad was our temporary village, we made simple huts instead of expensive houses there.these huts were named koomeh.Koomehs were like African huts, without any facilities and were simple.
There was not any bedroom for me in the cottage.when I was a baby they swaddled me firmly and put me a side.
When I became a little bigger they put me in a cradle.
Our cottage haddnt any bathroom,too.my parents used public bath, but sometimes my mother washed me at home.she heated some water in a pot .then she washed me in a big bowl as a bathtube .it was very interesting for me.
My mother didn’t have any washing mashine or dishwasher.she took the dishes and the clothes to the river and washed them there.
Our comeh didn’t have any cabinet.our dishes were kept in a big pot in a corner of the coomeh.
Our precious things wre kept in a chest box.
We hadn’t wardrobe, instead we put our bedclothes in a big wrapper and tied it to put it aside for the next night to use.
We hadn’t electric light in our coomeh.we used a kerosene lantern.we hunged it with a hook on the wall of our hut to use it poor light.when we had a guest we used a kerocene lamp .its light was better than lantern but it used more keroscene .
It was very cold in our hut in winter.we gathered around the heater to warm ourselves.so our faces and hands were warm but our back iced.its impossibe for me to show the low temperature of our cottage to you in a few sentences.
Its interesting to say that inspite of all of these difficulties, I thought our hut was uniquw in the world.