Nader Ebrahimi Qajar Kermani, known as Nader Ebrahimi, is a researcher, writer and translator of children books. He was born in 1315 SH in Tehran. He finished his high school in Dar ul-Funun and later entered Law University, which he quitted sometime later. He then chose English Literature. From mechanic to film director, he tried many professions to earn income.
He has written about this aspect of his life in his book Ibn Mashghaleh (Son of Jobs). The only profession he never quitted was writing. His first book, Khanehi Baraye Shab, was published in 1342 SH and was about the social hardships. He was imprisoned that year for his political activities. Following his release, he began his collaboration with Ayandegan paper. He also worked at television for two years, wrote and directed documentary works, and in 1349 SH successfully founded the first non-profit non-governmental Iranian studies institution.
In 1350 SH he and his wife founded an institute titled Hamgam Ba Koodakan va Nojavanan with the financial support of Amirkabir Publications, and began studying, writing, and translation about behavior, speaking and teaching methods of children. His efforts led to the book Door Az Khaneh (Away From Home) to be awarded by the Children’s Book council, and his book Derakhte Ghesseh, Gomrihaye Ghesseh was awarded by Institute for the Intellectual Development of Children and Young Adults. He also began illustrating and editing of some of the children literatures, and translated some book into Farsi, both for children and adult. His works, Atash Bedoone Dood (Fire without Smoke) won the prizes from the Ministry of Culture and Islamic Guidance. Some of his other works that are related to adults are Bare Digar Shahri Ke Dust Midashtam, Chehel Nameyeh Kutah Be Hamsaram (Forty Letters to My Wife), Abu Mashaghel, Masaba Va Royaye Gajerat, Makanhaye Omumi, Dar Sarzamine Koochake Man, Runevesht Bedoone Asl, Farda Shekle Emruz Nist and many more. One of his saying is “Life is not possible without bad days, without tearful, painful, furious and sad days.
However, those days fall away like the autumn leaves, and you can break them like bones under your feet, but the trees remain, standing tall …” Nader Ebrahimi passed away in 1387 SH, after nine years of sickness.