When someone tells me about Malala, the girl who was shot by the Taliban – that’s my definition for her – I don’t think she’s me. Now I don’t even feel as if I was shot. Even my life in Swat feels like a part of history or a movie I watched. Things change. God has given us a brain and a heart which tell us how to live.
I will get my education – if it is in home, school, or anyplace.
People say Malala’s voice is being sold to the world. But I see it as Malala’s voice reaching the world and resonating globally. You should think about what is behind Malala’s voice. What is she saying? I am only talking about education, women’s rights, and peace.
I want to make this world perfect.
I thanked President Obama for the United States’ work in supporting education in Pakistan and Afghanistan and for Syrian refugees.
I have already seen death, and I know that death is supporting me in my cause of education. Death does not want to kill me.
I don’t know why people have divided the whole world into two groups, west and east. Education is neither eastern nor western. Education is education and it’s the right of every human being.
Education is neither eastern nor western.
For my brothers it was easy to think about the future. They can be anything they want. But for me it was hard and for that reason I wanted to become educated and empower myself with knowledge.
When I was born, some of our relatives came to our house and told my mother, ‘Don’t worry, next time you will have a son.’