Malala Yousafzai was only 15 when she was shot. She was shot while on the bus heading home from school one day, but that isn't the whole story. Malala lived in Pakistan with her Mother Father and brothers.
Malala lived with a rubbish dump out side her house, and one day when she was putting out rubbish she saw that there were boys and a girl about her age, in torn clothes sorting through rubbish and collecting metal scraps. When her Father got home from work that day she asked him why she hadn't seen that girl in her class at school. After a big sigh her Father replied " Not everybody sends there children to school Malala, some children have to work to suppoert there family. Those little boys will sell the metal scraps they find, if they went to school there family's would go hungry."
School was Malala's favorite, but she had never considered herself lucky to be able to go. That night Malala thought about the familys who would go hungry that night and about the girls and boys who wouldn't go to school tomorrow. That night she decided that she wouldn't wish for a magic pencil every night anymore instead she would work hard at school and stay determined to full fill her dreams. Despite the fact that she didn't wish for a magic pensil every night anymore she still thought about what she would have done if she did have one. She would use it to draw a better world a peace full world without war and poverty were girls and boys, women and men would be treated as equals.
A few years later power full and dangerous men declared that girls were forbidden to attend school. They walked the streets of the city carrying weapons. One by one girls stopped coming to school. Malala found this unfair that men could decide wther or not she could go to school or not. Wishing for fairness wasn't enough, so Malala decided to write about how it felt being scared to walk to school. and how some of her friends had moved away because of the threat they faced in our city. She wrote about how much she loved school and how proud she was of her uniform.
Once she had started writing she didn't stop she traveled around her country writing speeches and sharing her story. She even talked to reporters. Her voice became so power full that the dangerous men tried to silence me, but they failed. Then one day on her way home from school she was on the bus, all of a sudden the bus stopped the dangerous men got on the bus and asked " Where is Malala Yousafzai." Malala proudly stood up, there and then she got shot.
Malala woke up a couple of weeks later in the United kingdom went through three more surgeries and took some time to recover but to this day she is still fighting for equal rights for women all across the world.
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