I was just seven
When I started English class
When it was hard, my mother encouraged me
She said to me:
Your future can only be built by your hand
Not by other people or men’s words
You can learn English if you work hard
One day you will show people how brave you are.
In a country where men do not let women speak
Where you are not allowed to walk without a man
And society says learning is for bad girls
She taught me how to speak without shame, to focus and continue
When I was ready to learn to write
She put my pencil in my fingers
And her fingers above mine
To help me to shape the letters
When I was nine the bomb squad came to
Remove a bomb in front of my school
Everyone cried, I wanted to leave school
Look my daughter,
This life is difficult
Do not be scared
Many girls want to go to school but can’t.
When I was sad and hopeless
Mother took my hands and
Told me to stand up strong with more power
After every defeat she told me
Defeat can make you more powerful
I am the lucky one to have you
You open new worlds to me
You show me the meaning of life and love
I love you, my hero, and thanks.
By Zahra W.
What a wonderful tribute to a wonderful mother. I’ll keep reading whatever you write, because it’s always worth it.
What a wise and wonderful person, your mother is! And yes, you are lucky to have her to help you find your way in life. Thank you for sharing this portrait of her with us. A beautifully written poem!
Your mother must have been under complete distress growing up as an undervalued woman and then raising one herself. It is incredible that she had so much nerve and strength to take you on your own path. That spirit must have been passed on to you, which is apparent in your appreciation of her character. Please continue to teach others what your mother has taught you.
This is a fine testimony to your mother’s bravery and strength – and to yours, too, though maybe you don’t always feel that way. Your mother is now a hero for many people, thanks to your poem.