During my last trip to India, I decided to buy this book thinking I could read it on the plane ride home (obviously didn’t happen). Earlier this week, I happened to come across it again as it lay in a pile of all my MCAT books, and I thought why not give it a shot.
I finished the book cover to cover in about 3 days, and I can not explain how amazing of a read it is. Narrated in the first person, Malala shares her story from her time back home, the faded memories of the hospital after she got shot, and her life during her recovery period. I’ve learned so much about Malala, and her dedication to provide education to children across the world. I’ve always thought she got involved in the movement after the shooting incident, but I was wrong. She has been motivated to speak for girl’s education ever since she was young, her father even strived to bring schools and education to every child across their home country, Pakistan. It was a movement that was unheard of until she got attacked.
The way I view it, her enemy became her strength. They provided her with a platform and opportunity to have her voice be heard around the world, something that may have taken years if the attack had not happened, since she had come from a small town, low-income family, and a country that fails to progress. Malala’s story has done nothing but inspire me, her dedication to spreading education to girls and her fearlessness from death displays the same courage and motivation historic female martyrs like Joan of Arc and Jhansi ki Rani had. Her story leaves you thinking what more we can do as privileged youth to leave our mark in the world, to change someones life, and to change our world. Whoever is reading this post right now obviously has had the opportunity to receive an education, have access to a computer and the internet, and even be able to drink clean purified water. We live where we don’t fear today may be our last day on earth, and we don’t go to sleep hearing the bombs and gunshots of the enemy close to our homes. We don’t finish the food on our plates when we eat out, and we complain about having to study all night for difficult exams. We complain so much that we forget there is someone in this world that would do anything to have the life we have. We are so blessed to have been grown up full of privileges that we start believing they are a given right and don’t appreciate them. I honestly recommend this book to everyone, regardless of age and gender. It really opens your eyes to the difficulties faced by many in certain parts of our world, and we hear the story from their perspective through Malala. Being the youngest ever to win the noble peace prize, Malala Yousafzai is the girl that grew up in Swat, Pakistan, she is the girl that is the voice of many, she is our world’s daughter, she is a living inspiration, and she is my role model.
Please do take a look at Malala’s initiative through her organization, The Malala Fund, at http://www.malala.org.