I grew up in Kabul with nine brothers and sisters and forty cousins who all played together, fought together, and laughed together. When I was young, Afghanistan was a peaceful country, but when I was 10 years old, Russia invaded, and suddenly we saw soldiers in tanks on the streets. At my school, the year 12 girls regularly led protests against the invasion which they started by ringing our school bell. However, as I got older, all these girls disappeared. So one day, after the school bell was silent for a few weeks, I jumped from the window and . . .
I grew up in Kabul with nine brothers and sisters and forty cousins who all play…
