I remember
my childhood, playing football and learning to get up every time I fell.
I remember
when I was seven years old and herding cattle.
I remember
when I went to school and was constantly out and about on my bike.
I remember
how we used to drink yogurt at school during recess.
I remember
my mother hitting me and at the same time telling me not to cry.
I remember
always buying my mother a wonderful present for Women’s Day.
I remember
that I went fishing with my brother.
I remember
how innocent people were killed by suicide bombers in Kabul.
I remember
how the gates of the girl’s school were closed.
I remember
the tears of my sister.
I remember
how I fell asleep in the snow while fleeing to Europe.