Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Parvana's life!



As I race through the streets I can feel the wind run through my hair. I pannic as I see the Taliban walk my way. I trip and cut my knee, people are running my way to try and help me. What if they find out that I am a to old to not be wearing a burqua. What if they send me jail, or beat me up? I am resbonsable for feeding my family and taking care of them, if somthing happens to me then how will they cope? I hate to think of it.




This is how parvana must be feeling every day in her life. Imagen how you would feel if you were put through all this presure and responsibility just to keep your family alive.

If I was in this position, I would feel an afull lot of responsibility to keep my family from getting hurt because I would be the only one who could go outside. Luckily a women that Parvana knew came and lived with them. She defently helped parvana and her family alot. One of the ideas she came across was that Parvana cut her hair of and worked at the market place as a boy. This idea was really good because now Parvana does not have to worrie as much. At first she was really nervous but then she got use to it and had a really good time.
That is what I would feel like if I were in Parvana's shoes. It would be really hard to go from a nice house to a one room house.