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I wrote this opening paragraph on the 2nd Sunday morning of August. Then I cried. I cried loudly. Tears ran down my face and did not dry up. I could hear myself crying because it was so loud and I got a bit embarrassed. I was glad I was at home by myself. Then a thought hit me. When I was in deployment, my heart ached witnessing how devastated condition Afghanistan people were living under and helped over 3,000 people. Then I knew these tears and cry will save tens of thousands of widows and orphans in Afghanistan.
- How to read and write Pashto
- How to perform simple math
- Hygiene
- Sewing and embroidery







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