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(1997 -)


I am Malala. You might remember me as that girl who was shot in the head by the Taliban. But I am here to tell you about my life before I was shot, when I was just a girl named Malala Yousafzai (you-soff-zeye).

I was born July 12, 1997 in the Swat Valley of Pakistan. By American standards, my family was very poor. But if you measured my family by our commitment to one another, we were rich. We were also unlike many Sunni Muslim families, who celebrated the birth of a boy with the firing of rifles, and hid their newborn daughters away. Most families lived in fear of a terrorist organization called the Taliban, which controlled much of our country. But, my parents refused to hide me. In fact, they were so proud to have a daughter that they named me after a famous warrior woman named Malalai.

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