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Iranian woman hanged for killing man who 'tried to rape her' leaves heartbreaking final message

A 26-year-old Iranian woman, who was hanged after being convicted of the murder of the man she said tried to rape her, has left a heartbreaking voice message for her mother in the lead-up to her death.

Reyhaneh Jabbari was hanged in a Tehran prison on Saturday morning, an execution described by human rights group Amnesty International as "deeply disappointing in the extreme".

Ms Jabbari was convicted of killing a former intelligence officer. According to the court ruling, she stabbed the man with a pen knife, but Ms Jabbari denied murdering the former intelligence office, protesting that another man in the house had committed the murder.

By this stage, Ms Jabbari had already resigned herself to being sentenced to death, regardless of evidence given in court.

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She contacted her mother in April to make sure authorities were clear that she wanted her organs donated, but realised it would be her last message to her, and therefore decided to open up about her traumatic experience of being on death row for five years.

Ms Jabbari claimed her social status played a leading hand in her death, which she had foreseen the moment she was taken into custody

"That ominous night it was I that should have been killed," Ms Jabbari said to her mother in a message translated by Iranian activists. "My body would have been thrown in some corner of the city, and after a few days, the police would have taken you to the coroner's office to identify my body and there you would also learn that I had been raped as well.

"The murderer would have never been found since we don't have their wealth and their power. Then you would have continued your life suffering and ashamed, and a few years later you would have died of this suffering and that would have been that."

Ms Jabbari made it clear to her mother she wanted her organs to be donated.

"I don't want to rot under the soil," she said. "I don't want my eye or my young heart to turn into dust.

"Beg so that it is arranged that as soon as I am hanged my heart, kidney, eye, bones and anything that can be transplanted be taken away from my body and given to someone who needs them as a gift.

"I don't want the recipient to know my name, buy me a bouquet, or even pray for me."

Here is the full text of Ms Jabbari's final message to her mother:

Dear Sholeh, today I learnt that it is now my turn to face Qisas [the Iranian regime's law of retribution]. I am hurt as to why you did not let me know yourself that I have reached the last page of the book of my life. Don't you think that I should know? You know how ashamed I am that you are sad. Why did you not take the chance for me to kiss your hand and that of dad?

The world allowed me to live for 19 years. That ominous night it was I that should have been killed. My body would have been thrown in some corner of the city, and after a few days, the police would have taken you to the coroner's office to identify my body and there you would also learn that I had been raped as well. The murderer would have never been found since we don't have their wealth and their power. Then you would have continued your life suffering and ashamed, and a few years later you would have died of this suffering and that would have been that.

However, with that cursed blow the story changed. My body was not thrown aside, but into the grave of Evin Prison and its solitary wards, and now the grave-like prison of Shahr-e Ray. But give in to the fate and don't complain. You know better that death is not the end of life.

You taught me that one comes to this world to gain an experience and learn a lesson and with each birth a responsibility is put on one's shoulder. I learnt that sometimes one has to fight. I do remember when you told me that the carriage man protested the man who was flogging me, but the flogger hit the lash on his head and face that ultimately led to his death. You told me that for creating a value one should persevere even if one dies.

You taught us that as we go to school one should be a lady in face of the quarrels and complaints. Do you remember how much you underlined the way we behave? Your experience was incorrect. When this incident happened, my teachings did not help me. Being presented in court made me appear as a cold-blooded murderer and a ruthless criminal. I shed no tears. I did not beg. I did not cry my head off since I trusted the law.

But I was charged with being indifferent in face of a crime. You see, I didn't even kill the mosquitoes and I threw away the cockroaches by taking them by their antennas. Now I have become a premeditated murderer. My treatment of the animals was interpreted as being inclined to be a boy and the judge didn't even trouble himself to look at the fact that at the time of the incident I had long and polished nails.

How optimistic was he who expected justice from the judges! He never questioned the fact that my hands are not coarse like those of a sportswoman, especially a boxer. And this country that you planted its love in me never wanted me and no one supported me when under the blows of the interrogator I was crying out and I was hearing the most vulgar terms. When I shed the last sign of beauty from myself by shaving my hair I was rewarded: 11 days in solitary.

Dear Sholeh, don't cry for what you are hearing. On the first day that in the police office an old unmarried agent hurt me for my nails I understood that beauty is not looked for in this era. The beauty of looks, beauty of thoughts and wishes, a beautiful handwriting, beauty of the eyes and vision, and even beauty of a nice voice.
My dear mother, my ideology has changed and you are not responsible for it. My words are unending and I gave it all to someone so that when I am executed without your presence and knowledge, it would be given to you. I left you much handwritten material as my heritage.

However, before my death I want something from you, that you have to provide for me with all your might and in any way that you can. In fact this is the only thing I want from this world, this country and you. I know you need time for this. Therefore, I am telling you part of my will sooner. Please don't cry and listen. I want you to go to the court and tell them my request. I cannot write such a letter from inside the prison that would be approved by the head of prison; so once again you have to suffer because of me. It is the only thing that if even you beg for it I would not become upset although I have told you many times not to beg to save me from being executed.

My kind mother, dear Sholeh, the one more dear to me than my life, I don't want to rot under the soil. I don't want my eye or my young heart to turn into dust. Beg so that it is arranged that as soon as I am hanged my heart, kidney, eye, bones and anything that can be transplanted be taken away from my body and given to someone who needs them as a gift. I don't want the recipient to know my name, buy me a bouquet, or even pray for me. I am telling you from the bottom of my heart that I don't want to have a grave for you to come and mourn there and suffer. I don't want you to wear black clothing for me. Do your best to forget my difficult days. Give me to the wind to take away.

The world did not love us. It did not want my fate. And now I am giving in to it and embrace the death. Because in the court of God I will charge the inspectors, I will charge Inspector Shamlou, I will charge judge, and the judges of country's Supreme Court that beat me up when I was awake and did not refrain from harassing me. In the court of the creator I will charge Dr. Farvandi, I will charge Qassem Shabani and all those that out of ignorance or with their lies wronged me and trampled on my rights and didn't pay heed to the fact that sometimes what appears as reality is different from it.

Dear soft-hearted Sholeh, in the other world it is you and me who are the accusers and others who are the accused. Let's see what God wants. I wanted to embrace you until I die. I love you.

Reyhaneh



Read more: http://www.smh.com.au/world/iranian-wom ... z3HPPeHPmh
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R.I.P.

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С праздником, люди! С днем народного единства!:)

USA, NJ.com :
Hiker photographed bear before it killed him
http://www.theage.com.au/world/hiker-ph ... 1us9t.html

"Evidence at the scene indicated that the victim had been attacked by a bear. A bear was located at the scene and immediately euthanised," said police.
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Не совсем понятно, зачем нужно было усыплять медведя.
Он ведь хищник, и его поведение естественно.

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Давай мы по встречной пойдем полосе!

http://www.theage.com.au/world/republic ... 1y1x0.html
Покритиковала дочек президента - и на выход, с вещами.

Выглядели дочки действительно не очень презентабельно.
И вообще- что они там делали?

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пофиг на тетю и на дочек, индюшку жалко!!!

Кроме того, мое мнение - она не права и ето политический выпад. Нефиг впутывать детей в свои грязные игрища.

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Тетя просто сглупила.
Ну а вообще - демократическая страна, чо. Свобода слова...рот лишний раз лучше не открывать.

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Анета,
Тете за державу обидно стало.

P.S. Индюшку жалко по определению.

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да ладно, подростки на какомто внутреннем сборище. В обычных кофточках. Вцепилась!

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Чтобы по округе не бродил медведь, прививший вкус к человечине.


Про "spot at the bar" там точно лишнее было, девочки вполне прилично выглядели. Вот это улыбнуло: "After many hours of prayer, talking to my parents, and re-reading my words online I can see more clearly just how hurtful my words were." Часами молиться, консультироваться с родителями и анализировать собственный ляп. Ой да ладно.

почему сразу прививший? Может, ему не понравилось. Не надо было гулять где медведи живут.

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Не спорю, да и медведя жалко. Но логика поступка наверняка была именно такова.

Все равно увезти подальше можно было.
А то потом вид будет под угрозой вымирания и начнут защищать изо всех сил.

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А выражения лиц, body language - тоже для внутреннего сборища или все же для телекамеры?
Им не обьясняют как себя вести?

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Они не просто подростки, а дети президента великой державы! Они же себя так позиционируют!Первого негра вообще в роли президента сша! (Сори, афро,,,,)
Должен быть этикет ,как себя вести , где должны быть руки у леди и конечно де одежда не должна быть "свитерок для выгула собаки"

А что не то с девочками? они же подростки. Я думаю их специально так одели, точнее не стали "выряживать", с той целью, что бы показать, что они ни чем не отличаются от обычных людей..
Мишель Обама тоже очень "скромно" одета. Не в смысле дешево, а в смысле просто. Мне как раз это очень импонирует. С хорошем вкусом тетка .

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Почему? одежда никак их не характеризут ИХМО.

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Потому что существует протокол! Фул стоп( я так считаю)

Какой такой протокол. Протокол для детей президента? хм. не слышала о таком. Ну если они не соответствуют каким то там написанным правилам, то тогда другое дело. Тетке не за что было бы оправдываться, еще и увольняться при этом.

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короче,мне очень нравится вся семейка Обамы. в любых одеждах )
Как я уже написала, они - подростки,дети. Такие же как и другие. В этом смысл.+ там индейку вручали, значит не официальный прием был, судя по всему. Какой протокол по такому случаю.

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Индейку вручали ,значит,День благодарения,значит,тем более должно быть соответствующее поведение ,наряд и кротость надеюсь,в церкви они были не в свитерах

Я тоже не поняла, почему тетка так распереживалась и как самурай убилась (в смысле - карьеры) - страна ведь демократическая.

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Почитала об этой традиции - совсем не внутреннеe сборище:
"The President will celebrate the 67th anniversary of the National Thanksgiving Turkey presentation, reflect upon the time-honored traditions of Thanksgiving, and wish American families a safe and healthy holiday," says the White House schedule."

http://www.infoplease.com/spot/tgturkey2.html

"The presidential turkey pardon is an interesting White House tradition that has captured the attention of the public in recent years. Live Thanksgiving turkeys have been presented to presidents since the Lincoln administration. "
http://dc.about.com/od/thanksgiving/ss/TurkeyPardon.htm

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