Every day in Afghanistan, people walk with fear and think death is following them.
Folsom, 15, has six younger brothers and sisters at home. She sells cacao, polishes boots, and collects shoes she finds in the garbage to burn at home to help keep the house warm in the winter.
She is a mighty woman who has raised her sons, faced discrimination, and solved her economic problems alone.
Most of the old women were wearing long, wide scarves in different colors, which looked like half tents blowing in the wind.
Life in Barchi is hard, but interesting. The day starts at 4:00 AM and ends after midnight for both men and women.
Street children in Afghanistan work to provide the family’s income.
I was fourteen years old the first time I put my feelings and thoughts on paper and a guest had come to our house from the village.
At the ceremony, my seat was far away from other colleagues, but I had a pen and paper and I started to write the agenda over again.
In a society in which women have few opportunities to claim power, some women decide to use what little power or authority they have to control and oppress other women.