Her name is Parveen.
She teaches a girls’ school
in Pakistan — the north-west
corner of Pakistan.
This, we are told, is
‘the center of a deadly triangle
between the Taliban,
Pakistani army forces
and U.S. drone attacks’.
Once it was ‘known
as the “Switzerland of Pakistan”
for its scenic and natural
beauty‘, but not any more.
Since the school was bombed,
she holds her classes in a tent.
‘The few days we don't hear gunfire
or explosions,’ she says,
‘We feel really happy.’
Based on an email from Amnesty International.
Link: Eyes on Pakistan
(This poem was written before the news of the disastrous floods in north-west Pakistan.)
8 Days of Happiness: 6 / Six Sentences
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