Editor’s Note: This narrative was written by a 14-year-old Afghan girl living under the education ban. It appears with only minor edits for grammar and clarity.
I am a brave, courageous, beautiful, and modest Afghan girl, but with a broken heart and broken wings. With high hopes and many wishes and dreams that may be difficult but not impossible to fulfill. Since the day schools for education, freedom, and support were closed, I am only alive, but I do not live.
I am a brave Afghan girl, and I will not give up on my hope as long as I live. I will continue my education in any way, whether it’s online, through YouTube, or with a home teacher. It is true that our freedom is very limited and unfortunately there are strange laws in our country, but the wishes in our hearts are stronger and beyond the laws and restrictions. The laws and restrictions for Afghan girls are very unfair and an Afghan girl can never raise her voice.
As an Afghan girl, I am afraid that I will be an illiterate girl and cannot do anything for my country and my children. Therefore, I do not give up. Despite all these difficulties, every night I fall into a deep sleep and only one dream gives me hope: that there is a tomorrow when I open the window and breathe the pleasant air that smells of freedom and peace and I’ll put on my clean school uniform on my tired and sad body and go to fulfill my dreams and whisper to the sparrows that sing the morning song, but I wish! I wish! May this wish come true.
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