Malala Day is not my day. It is the day of every girl and every boy. It is a day when we come together to raise our voices, so that those without a voice can be heard.

The content of a book holds the power of education and it is with this power that we can shape our future and change lives.

We realize the importance of our voices only when we are silenced

I had a terrible dream yesterday with military helicopters and the Taliban. I have had such dreams since the launch of the military operation in Swat. My mother made me breakfast and I went off to school. I was afraid going to school because the Taliban had issued an edict banning all girls from attending schools.

They thought that the bullets would silence us, but they failed.

This is what my soul is telling me: be peaceful and love everyone.

We should not be followers of traditions that go against human rights...we are human beings and we make traditions.