This week, I want to talk about what school was like for me in Afghanistan and how different it is from my school here in America. When I was in school in Afghanistan, we only had one teacher who taught everything: math, English, science, art,…

I want to tell you about my aunt. I have lots of aunts, but today I’m going to talk about my Aunt Zuhal. Before the fall of Afghanistan, we used to spend time with her and our other relatives. Aunt Zuhal was funny and smart,…

Yesterday, I was in New York with my family, having fun at my cousin’s place, playing on the PS5. It was a nice day until my friend Sarah called my mom’s phone from Afghanistan. She had some really sad news. At first, I tried to…

My beloved mom’s name is Hamida Rahmani, and this week, I want to tell you all about her. My mom is the best mom I could ever ask for. She took care of us, loved us, and protected us with a strength that sometimes felt…

Dear Madam Vice President Kamala Harris, My name is Aqsa, and I’m an 11-year-old blogger and writer from Afghanistan. I live in Arlington, Virginia. Today, I’m writing to you with all the hope and courage I can muster because I need you to know just…