This is the most unfair thing I have ever heard of, that one is expected to sit quietly with a smile on their face and pretend to be happy with someone they may or may not know, for the rest of their life. .
When examining and comparing the home life of Canadian and Afghani families, it is clear that those in Afghanistan are given no freedom and no choice whatsoever. Families are expected to follow rules similar to those that Hitler put in place during the days of Nazi Germany. If there is a woman living in the home, the man of the house is expected to paint every window black to ensure no passers by can view the woman. In my home, the walls of the living room are covered in family pictures that have been collected over the years. If we lived in Afghanistan, we would be severely and violently punished for this, as pictures of women are not allowed anywhere not only in public, but even hanging on the walls of their own home. Women are not allowed to watch television, listen to the radio or read the newspaper. When I think of this, I think of my little sister who is in love with music. Music and her guitar are her true passions in life. Music can do so much for people. It can serve as an explanation, an outlet or even a companion during times when a companion can be found nowhere else. Women in Afghanistan are not allowed to listen to music. When I picture my sister not being able to play her guitar, it seems wrong; disturbing almost, and yet this is the way for Afghani women. .
As I go through the things I do on a daily basis, I realize how much I take for granted. The things that I think of as usual everyday things, could in actuality get me killed if I lived in Afghanistan. Women have no importance in the eyes of the Afghani government, they are simply on the earth for the purpose of producing children, satisfying male sexual needs, or attending to the housework. They are not allowed to go to school.
