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Diary of An Afghan Woman

We walked until we thought we must be lost. A truck driver gave me a ride. It took seven hours. Can you imagine how many days that would have taken to walk?

"How did they have the courage and strength to run from the bombs, through the cities and the snipers and the rebels and Assad’s army and ISIS to this hopeless barren potato field?"

"I still have more dreams..."

"I am midwife, with women for a lifetime..."

" When we first landed in America, we found a taxi, but my family didn’t speak English. Everybody laughed when we tried to talk, we thought that no one cared about us anymore..."

"I was like half in the U.S. and half in Mexico but I finally made it through..."

"They need to know that we have their back..."

I Fear for my Daughter's Life and My Own