“We share and trade a lot in Kabul: Nothing useful should be
wasted.” – Latifa, My Forbidden Face by Karenna Gore Schiff
For those of you who don’t know, in school along with our
consumerism project, we are also doing a Global Issues Novel Study (GINS). In
this study we all got a chance to pick a novel, usually based on a true story,
about an issue that we are interested about. Through this, we were meant to
find ways that we could take action in these current issues. I chose a book
titled My Forbidden Face. It is a
true story about a young, teenage girl who has found herself a prisoner in her
own home when the Taliban first made themselves known in Afghanistan. Her world
spiraled, turning from a mostly modern society to a complete dictatorship.
Countless rules, new ones being announced every day, taking the radio stations
that once played music. I began thinking, how would my identity, values, and
beliefs be altered if I was to live through and experience what the protagonist,
Latifa, did. How it would feel to know freedom, in fact live half your life
with the right, only to have it snatched away overnight. What would happen if I
were to watch someone that I had known for practically my whole life be killed
in front of my eyes.
As I was reading through the novel, I had an overlying
question on almost every single page, why? Why are there so many rules, why
isn’t anyone standing up against them, and why are the Taliban performing such
cruel acts? Even if I can learn to accept their reasoning, I will never fully
understand it. Who would be willing to become a part of the Taliban, knowing
full well of all that they have done? Since Afghanistan is not considered to be
a first world country, it has many different aspects that describe its’
collective identity, consumerism not being one of them. As you know, citizens
of first world countries are often described as consumers. It has become such a
big aspect of our lives that for us, living without consumerism would be the
equivalent of living without our physiological needs. When I first began this
post, I was thinking about how I can relate my consumer identity to that of
Latifa, or others in Afghanistan. I found out very quickly that what people in
countries like Afghanistan don’t waste their money on useless wants. They do
whatever they can to survive. A really interesting idea that came up in this
book was, “Joy and sorrow are sisters.” – Karenna Gore Schiff. It was something
that really got me thinking about how two things that are such polar opposites
can be true. After some consideration, I figured that she is correct. Without
one, how can the other exist? That being said, I can never imagine what it
would feel like to feel nothing but joy or sorrow. All I can say is that going
through the hardships described in the novel.
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