I LOVED college (well once the initial shock of living alone wore off). High school had been mostly listening to the teachers and swallowing whatever information was fed me to pass the class. But in college, an entirely new love of learning developed. It was less listening and more discussing. We were internalizing information, applying it to ourselves and deciding what was valuable. I ate it all up. So much so that I switched my major 4 times before finally deciding on one only because a counselor warned me that I was starting to accumulate "too many credits to graduate"--which I didn't know was a thing--(wait is it🤔?) Anyway, the point is, when I come across a woman like Meena Kershaw Kamal who had to advocate for something as simple as a primary education for girls, I'm awe struck. Meena saw how valuable and important education was and wanted it for everyone, especially females. She spoke out against dangerous regimes and fought for basic rights for women in Afghanistan. Rights that I barely think about because they are so freely given here. Meena, who was assassinated at just 30 years old, lived her life fighting for others. She shared her voice so that others could benefit. Because of her, organizations of women were formed and to this day they work to bring Afghan women out of submission. Her remarkable life will not be forgotten.