Afghan Diary

Tonight, I came across a video on social media. It was a video of a girl who had been accepted into the university she dreamed…

My story does not begin with success. It begins with loss, struggle, and a dream that refused to disappear. I am a Pashtoon girl from…

Hello to everyone who is reading this text. I was the kind of girl that whenever I passed by someone, everyone recognized me by my…

مادرَ الفاظ منو تو نسلی از اندوه ممتد شکار پنجه ی خفاش بودیم نگاه ام آسمانی بود و اما منو تو همقطار باز بودیم ببستن…

The following narrative poem is the first in a new series of stories shared by Afghan students of Classrooms Without Walls. Afghanistan breathes under the…