Give Afghan Women Credit for Their Strength

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This woman said: “I will neither go to my husband or my father, because one of them sells me and the other one buys me.” I am not a piece of dull equipment to be used.”

Open Your Eyes

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Look around
God gave you angels

My Journey Toward Knowledge

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After the fall of the Taliban, my sisters and I became the first girls in our village to start going to school.

Tech-less Childhood

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When I was a kid,
I did not know
iPhones and tablets,
what people did on their laptops.

Gang Rape

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She was 18—
returning home from a wedding,
her delicate body exhausted from dancing
and laughing, unaware of the endless night ahead.

Wind

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I want to live my life like a tree—
grow without limitation,
bloom with no explanation, regulation
and die—naturally.

A Lovely Evening at Home

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At 7:30 we pray, then we have dinner and at 9 there is a TV serial called Feriha. We girls love it.

Flood Is on the Way

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The thunder threatens,
rapes the women who live this war.

Child of War

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Every boom reminded me how I spent my entire beautiful childhood in a war, how we hid under the basement stairs, crying and in hopeless fear of the Taliban.

Sabera’s Story of Resistance

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Sabera’s tragic life doesn’t fit onto one or two blank sheets of paper. But I admire her ambition to continue life despite so many traumas.