A41 A Painting of the King Of Iran
Frederic Ayyubkhan من ⁺Spurǧān في Los Angeles, California
There was once a very young lad whose name was Elijah. This is a true story. He was my grandfather. My grandfather’s name was Elijah. He was very young. Before the First World War young lads in Urmi and Spurǧan do not find work. There is a ship. He has friends. They come and board the ship. They come, years, months go by, they come to America, directly to Chicago. They arrive in Chicago. There he begins to work and study. Some thirty years, perhaps twenty-five years, thirty years go by. This young lad studies, his name was Elijah, Elijah Daniel. He sends money to his father. He is working from Chicago. He says ‘I used to live on one single egg. I did not eat. I used to collect money to send to my father in the homeland.’ He used to call Urmi the homeland. He used to send money. Some twenty-five years go by. He knows that he wants to get married. He says ‘I shall not get married here.’ In that land, meaning Spurǧan in Urmi, there was a girl whose name was Helen. She was very beautiful for her time … she becomes my grandmother. This girl was very beautiful. Elijah had fallen in love with her in his childhood. He boards the ship again and returns to Spurǧan. He says ‘When we were returning we heard the sound of cannons.’ The First World War had started. He heard the sound of cannons. He comes and arrives in Urmi. My grandfather was a very … man, my grandfather Elijah Daniel was a very tall man with blue eyes. He buys a white horse. He had bought the wedding dress of my grandmother from Chicago. He had bought the wedding dress, he had bought the bridal dress. He comes to Urmi. He goes to see my grandmother. My grandmother had many suitors, many suitors. My grandfather was very handsome and good-looking. His pockets were full of golden automatic pencils, for example, say he had ten automatic (pencils) and a watch too, one of those large American watches. It was in his pocket. As soon as my grandmother sees my grandfather, she is attracted by these automatic (pencils) and this watch. She does not see my grandfather and becomes attracted (to him). They get married. They get married to one another. (Now) it is Christmas day. A week goes by. Then the sound of yelling comes in the middle of the night. On Christmas day they scream, they are Armenians, they run (and say) ‘Elijah, get up and flee!’ He says ‘What has happened?’ They say ‘They are killing us. There is looting. They are killing us.’ Elijah comes. He puts my grandmother Helen on a horse, after they have been married for only a week. They say they journey for two months, or three months in the snow until they arrive in Armenia, Armenia, they arrive in Armenia. They arrive in one of the villages of Armenia. They say ‘On the journey that we made in the snow many people put down their children and we helped them. We took the children, because they did not manage to carry their children, or there were many elderly women who fell and we helped and carried them.’ Anyway they arrive in Armenia, it is in a village of Armenia and stay there for two years. But work is scarce, work is very scarce there. My grandfather goes together with my grandmother to Leningrad the capital there, of Russia. Because my grandfather knew English, and there is something, a workshop of concert artists. They establish a workshop and they make my grandfather the man in charge of the workshop, a foreman, because he is able to read designs. Also there my grandfather is successful. He opens food and drink shops there in Russia. Well, their situation improves. Just as their situation improves, the revolution occurs in Russia, that is communism comes. My grandfather’s name is on the first list of the names (of the proscribed). What does my grandfather do? He sells all of his things. They had furniture. They had beds. They had a sewing machine. He breaks everything up. He melts down everything that he has bought and which is coated with gold. He fills the furniture, the arms of chairs, the sewing machine with gold. He says ‘We are going to Europe.’ But they make a mistake and go to Iran. Iran is not Europe. From the shore of the Caspian sea they board a ship, from the sea shore, and he comes together with my grandmother. They had four children at that time. The children had grown up, they had studied in Russia. They go in a ship to Iran. Again they flee so that they (in Russia) do not kill them, that is (because) they are wealthy. They come to Iran, in Iran to Sultan-Abad. They scattered many Assyrians and Armenians in Sultan-Abad, Urmi, Kermanshah and Hamadan. At that time the king of Iran was Reza Shah. The king was a very malicious king. He was very malicious. They stay there for years like prisoners, Assyrians and Armenians were in captivity, because the Iranians think that they are communists. (They call) them communists. They did not give them work, although all of them were educated. But they did not give them work. They spent the money that they had brought. They spent the money. Anyway, my father, who was Rabi Darius, comes. What does he do? He draws a picture of that king, a picture of Reza Shah, who (in the picture) is standing on a dragon, is killing a dragon. The meaning is that the dragon is the enemy of the country. This was my father’s meaning. Reza Shah is killing, he is killing the enemy. It was a very large picture. He drew it in pastel, with black pencil. Nobody dares to show this picture to the king, who is Reza Shah, because they are afraid that he would kill the painter if he does not like it. They come to the king’s son, who is heir to the throne, Mohammad Reza Shah, who is the king’s son and show it to him, by the way of the friends of the father—he had many military friends. One of them was Alam. He takes the picture and shows it to Mohammad Reza Shah, who is the king’s son, the heir to the throne. He likes it very much. He likes it very much. He meets my father. He says ‘What do you want?’ My father was a painter. At the time that I am talking about in Iran a painter was not valued; an artist was not valued in Iran. He was very poor and had no money. He could have said ‘Give me a house. Give me money.’ He could have asked for many things from the king, because he was in need. But because he was an artist, he was thinking about his own people, he was thinking about the Assyrian people. Concerning the people who are prisoners he was considering ‘What should I do? What should I not do?’ He says to the king ‘King, may you be well. The story is this. ‘We, who have come from afar, our people who have come here from the land of Russia are prisoners here. They are Iranians but they are prisoners. They do not give them jobs … for example when they want to go to Tehran they must have a passport, they have their passport stamped and they go to Tehran, then, for example, after three months they return again to their country, be it Spurǧan or Urmi, they come back.’ The king said he had no knowledge of this. At that very moment he writes a document for that Alam, the minister of the royal court, he seals it. It is on account of this that the Armenian and the Assyrian people become free, that they accept them as Iranians. They go and find jobs, and from then on they travel freely in the land. This was one of the stories that I wanted to tell.