“She
was a student fighting to learn, and now she’s fighting to live.”
Malala Yousafzai was a pupil.
Malala Yousafzai was an activist.
Malala Yousafzai was a writer.
Malala Yousafzai was an artist.
Malala Yousafzai was a speaker.
Malala Yousafzai was a girl.
Malala
Yousafzai was age 16 when she was shot by Taliban gunmen, returning home from
school. Taliban gunmen feared she was sparking a rebellion in Pakistan, a
rebellion of women’s rights and education. They may have put a physical hole in
her head, but in my mind that only fueled the fire brewing in Asia, the fire
that will one day become too big for gunmen to shoot out, too immense to
contain. I hope that one day this fire will envelope the whole world. Then all people will be treated
equally, and peace will reign.
Amazingly,
girls like Malala all around the world are mistreated, frowned upon, and
uneducated. Many are sold into a
life of servitude, or prostitution.
For the millions of girls in situations like these, there is little hope
for survival, let alone the future.
Education changes all of this. If you educate a girl, you educate an
entire community. What I mean by
this is that educating a girl increases the probability that the girl will find
a stable job. If that girl has
children, those children will go to school, grow up, educate the children of
their own-and so the cycle continues.
I
find it astonishing that human beings are still struggling with the basic right
of equality. In my mind, the root
of most social justice issues is equity-the division of rights. Malala’s story, and many like it make
me think about my own life, and the great number of things I take for granted-
a meal on the table, new clothes to wear. Consider the high school application process-
for example. So many New Yorkers
put an incredible amount of energy into the task of getting accepted into “the
best” school, while kids in India and Afghanistan are struggling to attend
school at all.
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