He Named Me Malala Page #3
How do you feel
about such threats?
MALE NEWS ANCHOR:
On the one-year anniversary
of Malala 's attack...
the Taliban said
FEMALE NEWS ANCHOR:
Malala has often said
she wants to return
to Pakistan...
in spite of the death threats.
DR. REYNOLDS:
The bullethit Malala 's forehead...
shattering her skull inwards.
Fragments of bone
were driven into her brain.
DR. ROSSER:
The bulletdestroyed both her eardrum
and the tiny bones
within the middle ear.
MALALA:
My father said,''Have you forgiven them?''
GUGGENHEIM:
All this time,you've never feIt angry?
No.
Not even as small as an atom,
or maybe a nucIeus
of an atom...
or maybe a proton,
or maybe a quark.
GUGGENHEIM:
Never angry?Never.
lslam teaches us humanity...
equality, forgiveness.
It doesn't matter for me
if my Ieft side
of my face isn't working...
or if I cannot bIink
this eye properIy.
It doesn't matter for me
if I can't smiIe properIy.
It doesn't matter that
I'm not hearing in this ear.
I can't hear.
When the Taliban came to Swat,
everyone thought
that they are good people.
(MULLAH FAZLULLAH SPEAKING
Any objections will Ieave your mind.
And any questions will be answered, too.
ZIAUDDIN:
Mullah was very charming...
very popular in the area.
He was the talk of the town.
Everybody used to discuss him.
(FAZLULLAH CONTINUES SPEAKING
May God end your sadness and stress.
May God give honor and respect,
even to your chiIdren.
MALALA:
He was called''Radio Mullah ''...
and he would give sermons
(SERMON CONTINUES )
heard by everyone in the town.
The most popular part of
his show came every evening...
when he would read out
people's names.
People liked to hear which
of their neighbors was sinful.
(BOTH SPEAKING OTHER LANGUAGE)
Mom, are you happy?
(TOOR CHUCKLES )
I Iike it here,
but it's not Iike home.
I miss Swat a Iot.
One day, I was standing by the
window Iooking at the moon,
and I cried a Iot.
I toId the moon, you're the
onIy thing that is the same,
but everything eIse here is different.
MALALA:
We livedonly 100 miles
from our capital, lslamabad...
but we were separated
And for a time,
our isolation meant
we lived in a paradise.
Life was normal,
life was happy.
l was able to go
to the streets
and play with my friends.
Play hide-and-seek
and running games.
l miss the dirty streets.
l miss the river.
l miss my friends.
ln this new school,
it's quite difficult.
To be really honest...
l don't feel comfortable
when people can see my legs.
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