This book is the second collection of short stories by Farahnaz Yousefi. Although this book is suitable for young people, message of stories can be useful for adults too. The first story is Farahnaz’s childhood memory. My mother’s plaits When it was getting dark gradualy, I used to hold my mother’s plaits, which their color were glinting likesun, in my little hands, and with her lullaby I was sleeping, it was my habbit to sleep in this way. One day I got up with the scissors sound of my mother’s hair dresser-Miss Malake- That was a sad morning. Scissors was cruelly cutting my mother’s golden color hair. I hid my childish hatred and want under the apple tree which was located in the corner of our yard. Golden fishes were swimming in pool and my tears were falling down in the pool. How lucky golden fishes were, their mothers didn’t have plaits. It was night, but I knew there are no more sun color plaits. Suddenly I saw that there were two strings of plaits with two red ribbons, nicely placed on my pillow, I couldn’t believe it. It was a beautiful trick from my mother, I could sleep

Farahnaz Yousefi born in Tehran in 1966 and she is a clinical psychologist. Since 1998, she has started writing a book on children and adolescents, and has already published 15 books on children and adolescents, humor, psychology and documentary. She is Manager of Parastooye Sepid publication and Public Publisher and Cultural Ambassador of the blinds, and has published a few books in co-operation with the Institute of Blind Rudaki on the Braille line. Member of the Iranian Psychology Association and the Society of Child and Adult Writers and the Cultural & Artistic Society of publisher womens. She is also a co-author of various publications.