
My father combed my hair, held my school bag so my back wouldn’t hurt.
They taught me our traditions, our culture, life.
And struggled to find me the right man.

My father combed my hair, held my school bag so my back wouldn’t hurt.
They taught me our traditions, our culture, life.
And struggled to find me the right man.

When Zohra was 20, she became engaged to her true love. Six months later, in March 2007, her wedding day arrived. The wedding went well. In her dress, Zohra looked like a beautiful doll. She was happier than she ever imagined she could be.
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