Malala Yousafzai, who was born in a land where sexism was strong, yet

even when a daughter born its hard for somebody to congratulated. I was a
girl in a land where rifles are fired in celebration of a son, while daughters
are hidden away behind a curtain, their role in life simply to prepare food
and give birth to children. (I Am Malala, 13). But a father was not a great
father if he isnt believing in his own child, and thats what Malala have, a
great father who doesnt care about others think and say about Malala, he
keeps on encourage her and the most important, he tried to gave her the
same treatment as boys. Malala who come from Pashtuns tribe where it split
between Pakistan and Afghanistan, and this where there is disliked from her
own grandfather about her name because of the history that happen, Malala
whose named after the great Afghanistan heroes, Malalai of Maiwand who
inspire and encourage many young girl, especially Pashtuns to face the
British colonies who was killed under fire.

Living in Swat Valley, she is not only surrounded by the great view of the
valley, but also many history has happened, from the visit Queen of England,
to the change of ruler that affected their beliefs. Coming from an area who
have a strong sense of culture, Pakistan. She called herself a proud Pakistani
but coming from many difference tribe identities, she always identified
herself as Swati, then Pashtun before a Pakistani. Malala grew up surrounded
by stories, she mostly listening about her parents background stories, or her
ancestors or even the recent things that happen around her. But the more
she heard the more she knew the strong tradition have affect most of the
society, or worse the daily life. It seems everything have to be based on the
culture, which come out different in each individual. This happen to her
family a long time a go before she wasnt born, where her father family
didnt have the same tradition as her mothers. His own father said it was up
to him and agreed to send a barber as a messenger, which is the traditional
way we Pashtuns do this. Malik Janser Khan refused the proposal, but my
father is a stubborn man and persuaded my grandfather to send the barber
again. Janser Khans hujra was a gathering place for people to talk politics,
and my father was often there, so they had got to know each other. He made
him wait nine months but finally agreed. (I Am Malala, 17).

Pakistan, is not different than a great covered book but have a quite terrible
content, why? Covered with its nature and history greatness yet so many
things were forgotten inside, not only gender boundaries which came out
strong from the tradition but also skin color, then there is the ruthless
competition against cousin which suddenly can decreased individual
opportunities to be looked out from somebody in the families or society or in
what happen in todays world, bullied from his or her own families. In
Pashtun society it is very hard to stomach a cousin being more popular,
wealthier or more influential than you are. (I Am Malala, 23).

The bad reputation of gender boundaries in Pakistan, did affect not only on
how girl was at born but also their whole life, which come out effect Malalas
mother, Every day she would leave behind her girl cousins playing at home
and she envied them. There seemed no point in going to school just to end
up cooking, cleaning and bringing up children, so one day she sold her books
for nine annas, spent the money on boiled sweets and never went back. (I
Am Malala,26). Where education was very important, that later in society
would became another point to prove that boy was better than girls, because
of girls becoming uneducated.

The skin color topic, come up pretty usual in our ear, this because the
condition has not change in most of the world on as this could affect
someone about what they think about their self. Which many of Pakistan and
Afghanistan tend to brought this as a society problem to discriminate each
other skin color. Both Pakistan and Afghanistan have their own description
about their skin color, where Pakistan usually describe theirs as two different
class, white for the tall and dark for the minority. This issues, have its own
effect on Malalas father which as a boy he had been so self-conscious
about being dark-skinned that he went to the fields to get buffalo milk to
spread on his face, thinking it would make him lighter. It was only when he
met my mother that he became comfortable in his own skin. Being loved by

such a beautiful girl gave him confidence. (I Am Malala, 16).