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My son Farid, ever since he was a baby in his cot, he stares at the lamp.
He smiles and looks at it.
I turn it on and off and he starts making noises... as if he wants to talk.
He giggles.
He has always liked electricity.
Since he was little, he plays with cables...
... he plays with plugs...
... he dismantles and reassembles televisions...
... washing machines.
He fixes everything for all the neighbours.
All the children would sleep with their toys, he would have the tape recorder.
He couldn't sleep without it.
He loves electricity very much.
We are parents. We need to take care of our son and make sure he's got everything he needs.
Our only son.
You know... Nothing works without influential connections.
This is why we took this opportunity.
My son Farid attended the same school as the minister's son.
And they were kind of friends.
We knew that they were going to the same nightclub a few days ago...
... so we took the opportunity and followed them.
As the minister's son left the nightclub, we grabbed him and put him in the car with us.
With us
He had a driver who tried to follow us, but my husband had anticipated this.
He took a difficult route and lost him.
It didn't take us 2 minutes to lose him.
It was the best thing we've ever done. We do the best we can for our son.
Although I have lots of friends, I couldn't get him a job at the electricity company.
The solution did not cost us anything and the idea came to us very quickly.
Now Farid has left the house and says he'll never talk to us again.
But I'm sure... two or three days and he'll be back.
He loves his electricity so much.