Malala Day is not my day. Today is the day of every woman, every boy and every girl who have raised their voice for their rights.

It is the woman who controls the whole house...it's her job, that's what she's supposed to do...We have to change this idea that women are not only supposed to work in the house...but she also has the ability to go outside and do business, to be a doctor, to be a teacher, to be an engineer, she should be allowed to have any job she likes. She should be treated equally, as men are.

Pakistan is a peace loving, democratic country. Pashtuns want education for their daughters and sons. Islam is a religion of peace, humanity and brotherhood.

I don't mind if I have to sit on the floor at school. All I want is education. And I'm afraid of no one.

I am not here to speak against the Taliban. I'm here to speak up for the right of every child.

Then they told me about the call from home and that they were taking the threats seriously. I don't know why, but hearing I was being targeted did not worry me. It seemed to me that everyone knows they will die one day. My feeling was nobody can stop death; it doesn't matter if it comes from a Talib or cancer. So I should do whatever I want to do.

I don't want awards, I want my daughter. I wouldn't exchange a single eyelash of my daughter for the whole world.