I feel so ashamed. Everyone saw me and yet they don’t know me. To the whole world I was exposed, my rallying and modesty now juxtaposed. My “abaya” ripped open and my heart as well, trampled on like the very ground to which I fell. As women and as humans we asked for equality and freedom of speech, to that they dragged us down in hopes of making them farther to reach.

You can call me the “girl with the blue bra” but remember, there is more to my story that put you in awe. Oh freedom, you were my shield when I was exposed. You gave me strength to battle rules that were imposed. Maybe someday we can reunite, with hope as our light and to the mountain peaks our flight.


A Woman’s Voice in Egypt