JSM - Edition Four

W ho A m I?

Who am ? I loved to watch my father teach, And attentively listen whenever he gave a speech. My thirst to learn was unquenchable. The town where I lived was rapidly changing, Fear was creeping into the streets. The walls around girls and women were becoming smaller. Everything was being taking away from us, These things we took for granted.

My voice inside was becoming sturdy and strong, As our rights as women were becoming weaker. My heart was beating like a lion’s roar, Kuthump, Kuthump. I had to speak out, although I knew I was putting my life at risk - they can only shoot my body, but they can’t shoot my dream of everyone’s right for an education.

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