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- Page 10 and 11: that as a threat. Yet, outside the
- Page 12 and 13: My friends say he fired three shots
- Page 14 and 15: 1 A Daughter Is Born WHEN I WAS bor
- Page 16 and 17: We lived in Mingora, the biggest to
- Page 18 and 19: When I was around four years old I
- Page 20 and 21: primary school and ended the wesh s
- Page 22 and 23: School wasn’t the only thing my a
- Page 24 and 25: y the CIA. Children in the refugee
- Page 26 and 27: homes to get them. He felt ashamed
- Page 28 and 29: was in Saidu Sharif, the twin town
- Page 30 and 31: our own book,’ he suggested. He e
- Page 32 and 33: school owners from such bullying an
- Page 34 and 35: for the night. It took them a week
- Page 36 and 37: We drove out of the bazaar, past th
- Page 38 and 39: Usually politicians only visited du
- Page 40 and 41: I read my books like Anna Karenina
- Page 42 and 43: I think everyone makes a mistake at
- Page 44 and 45: or books many of his friends helped
- Page 46 and 47: Aneesa from the village, who had co
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- Page 52 and 53: close it. Girls should not be going
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- Page 56 and 57: 8 The Autumn of the Earthquake ONE
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LashkareTaiba. LeT had close links
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Quran and Hadith when they teach th
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uilding a vast red-brick headquarte
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The authorities turned a blind eye.
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time they had taken over fifty-nine
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esult in Benazir becoming prime min
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The Musharraf government later said
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The army action at the end of 2007
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questions. I wasn’t the only one
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no electricity, then a few days lat
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journalists went. It seemed that pe
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Swat. Initially Madam Maryam’s yo
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Fortunately the Taliban had disappe
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a time of horror and fear. People o
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fighting. The Taliban agreed to a t
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‘There cannot be two swords in on
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Leaving the Valley LEAVING THE VALL
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if there was a tent for us, it was
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He laughed. ‘You already have lot
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16 The Valley of Sorrows IT ALL SEE
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Muslim Khan and another commander c
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But my father had a big problem. Wh
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We soon heard from our relatives th
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17 Praying to Be Tall WHEN I WAS th
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passionately. ‘Fazlullah is the c
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just sneak in under our radar? And
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twenty-one girls and made our prior
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Afterwards we went into the small m
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‘Aba, this is a very strange situ
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patrols.’The army say there is pe
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then a pretty cousin came to stay w
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Atal got very cross. ‘No, no, no!
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21 ‘God, I entrust her to you’
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My mother was astonished to see all
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My father was bewildered by all the
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That first morning, just a few hour
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22 Journey into the Unknown I WAS S
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sweets. One mealtime Khushal said t
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My father then signed an ‘in loco
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23 ‘The Girl Shot in the Head, Bi
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had also ordered him not to cry as
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She told me that I had been shot on
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very kind, particularly Yma Choudhu
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24 ‘They have snatched her smile
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paralysed. The hospital had been gi
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Mr Zardari told the high commission
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complains about the murals of Greek
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classmates still keep the seat for
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Today we all know education is our
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Pashtunwali - traditional behaviour
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students of the Khushal School, Ahm
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A note on the Malala Fund My goal i
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My father’s friend Hidayatullah h
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My father’s childhood home
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Reading with my brother Khushal
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A school picnic
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At the beginning, people gave lots
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Making a speech to honour the peopl
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Painting at school
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In our garden in Mingora, building
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At school reading a story: ‘All T
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My father and the elders of Swat
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The bus where I was shot
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First days in the Birmingham hospit
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Our headmistress, Madam Maryam (lef
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Sir Amjad, head of the boys’ scho
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Speaking at the UN on my sixteenth
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Here we are outside our new home in