My parents were open minded and educated, so I was allowed to go to school in Afghanistan, but they were just small local schools and there were maybe seven levels in the same room. Also, there was always something going on that stopped me from finishing the term. I remember when my year 4 exams were coming up, and because there was bombing everywhere, my Mum said, ‘You’re not going next week. It’s not safe.’ I was crying so much because I didn’t want to have to repeat the year. But after that there was pretty much . . .
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