My life would be very hard. Seconds would feel like hours, hours would feel like days, and the days would feel endless. I'd go out every morning trying to sell cigarettes, dried fruits and nuts. Later in the day I'd come home around lunch and get a cup of tea to fill me up. I'd have to go out and sell again after my trip home. All the while wondering if my family was safe, or if the Taliban 
were going to go to my one-roomed-house and take the rest of my family. Living as a girl in Afghanistan with no Father, and barely making it through the days on the money I would be making would be horrible. If I were Parvana I would be the only one able to go out and make money for my family. Without me working my family would starve. No one else can work because they are women, so they have to wear burqas. Burqas prevent women from walking very easily, and they only provide a small range of vision. Like many other men in Afghanistan Parvana's father was taken away to prison. Life would be a really hard to live like Parvana.
This morning I woke up early and couldn't get back to sleep. I decided to get up and get some tea ready for my family. After having a cup of tea I headed out to go to the market and sell my goods that I was able to purchase. I sell cigarettes and a mixture of dried fruit and nuts. I follow the crowd, wherever they go I follow. The market is busy with men out buying food for their families, some women sitting on the ground begging for money, and tea boys running around to
sell tea to the people in the market. It makes it hard for me that there are many other boys out here trying to sell their goods. I normally wouldn't be doing this but ever since my father was taken to prison I have been the one who has to work. Women are not aloud outside without a male escorting them around, so my family cut my hair and dressed me up as a boy. I am now responsible for all the income for my family. Why did the Taliban have to take my father? Why can't they let a person get an education from outside of the country? Don't they know how hard they are making the lives for us Afghans? Life is hard but I will keep fighting until we have taken down the Taliban. I won't give up.
were going to go to my one-roomed-house and take the rest of my family. Living as a girl in Afghanistan with no Father, and barely making it through the days on the money I would be making would be horrible. If I were Parvana I would be the only one able to go out and make money for my family. Without me working my family would starve. No one else can work because they are women, so they have to wear burqas. Burqas prevent women from walking very easily, and they only provide a small range of vision. Like many other men in Afghanistan Parvana's father was taken away to prison. Life would be a really hard to live like Parvana.This morning I woke up early and couldn't get back to sleep. I decided to get up and get some tea ready for my family. After having a cup of tea I headed out to go to the market and sell my goods that I was able to purchase. I sell cigarettes and a mixture of dried fruit and nuts. I follow the crowd, wherever they go I follow. The market is busy with men out buying food for their families, some women sitting on the ground begging for money, and tea boys running around to
sell tea to the people in the market. It makes it hard for me that there are many other boys out here trying to sell their goods. I normally wouldn't be doing this but ever since my father was taken to prison I have been the one who has to work. Women are not aloud outside without a male escorting them around, so my family cut my hair and dressed me up as a boy. I am now responsible for all the income for my family. Why did the Taliban have to take my father? Why can't they let a person get an education from outside of the country? Don't they know how hard they are making the lives for us Afghans? Life is hard but I will keep fighting until we have taken down the Taliban. I won't give up.
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