September 30, 2009

Name: K
Posting date: 9/30/09
Stationed in: Afghanistan
Milblog: Embedded in Afghanistan

It's a tough row to hoe for the Afghan women. Actually everyone's got a tough way to go over here, and you can see it on their faces. I tend to overestimate ages here by roughly 10 years, unless I'm consistently being lied to as to the true ages of the people. At any rate, women have it especially tough. From the time they can walk it seems the young girls are treated like mules, carrying various jugs or containers on their heads or in their arms. It's a common sight to see a man walking down the road empty-handed while his young daughter struggles along behind him serving as his porter. I guess having a daughter accustomed to working may make her more marriageable. Better to get those good habits started early on.

On the other hand, I've been to girls' schools that were very well attended by five-to-twelve-year-old cute young ladies. So undoubtedly the people do want their daughters to learn and get a bit of an education. The high schools around here are boys-only though. Afghanistan actually has a fair number of female politicians in government. Those women are brave souls no doubt, as female politicians have been murdered.

In this part of the country most all women of child-bearing age wear the burqa in public. I say most all because in one particular area it was not uncommon for me to see women working outside around their home without wearing the burqa, but that was a small, close-knit community. For the most part, except for the old and withered and the very young, we see no women here. We do, however, see plenty of T and A beneath those burqas -- toes and ankles.

Islam allows male practitioners four wives. Women, or course, aren't allowed the same privilege. Given that I'm well into my 30s now, the ANA often question me as to why I don't have a wife or children yet. I often play off their questions by telling them I'm only allowed one wife, so I have to make sure I pick the right girl.

I once (jokingly -- I promise I was only gauging his reaction) told the ANA Religious Officer (an older guy who's basically the battalion mullah) with whom I was eating dinner, that if I were allowed more than one wife I would have already married one. I would then follow her up with a newer model ten years later or so, and kick the old one into the back room somewhere. Repeat that process three times and you've got your four wives without ever lacking for a young one, with three old ones in the back of the house or in the yard doing chores. After he heard the translation he got a big smile on his face, clapped me on the shoulder, and said in English, "Good!". As if to say, "You're getting it figured out my young American friend!" Religion and my idea of morality don't always go hand in hand over here.


I'm happy to hear that there are schools for girls where you are in Afghanistan. I just finished reading A Thousand Splendid Suns, focused on girls and women from before the Soviets to early Taliban. Mostly in Kabul. Although a novel, I know it is written with truth.

Never easy to grow up female in that country. Thank you for your post and your service. Back here at home we rely on bloggers to give us glimpses into what daily life is like there. We don't get much of that, mostly the latest explosion or other horrible act.

Good detective work buddy. Don't u think of doing a documentary on the subject?

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