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Diary of An Afghan Woman

Diary of An Afghan Woman

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..."

I Fear for my Daughter's Life and My Own

Immigration is tough, very tough.

I want them to dream, to know that we can do it too.

To think of the danger it was to leave my country, to come here, is less than to know that my daughter could have died that day.

Here I can make my own life

I told him I was a Christian, that I could not follow him into secret society.

In America, people follow their dreams

Wilmot Collins - Mayor of Helena, Montana

Maybe it's not about what you want to become, it's about where you're needed.