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AN ANALYSIS THEME, PLOT, SETTING, POINT OF VIEW,

CHARACTER and CHARACTERIZATION, MESSAGE THE KITE


RUNNERS NOVEL

A. Theme
Friendship, family, loyalty and struggle
B. Plot
C. Point of view
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I became what I am today at the age of twelve. (Chapter 1)
That was a long time ago, but its wrong what they say about the past, about how you

can bury it. (Chapter 1)


If you were a kid living in the wazir akbar khan section of kabul, you knew about assef
and his famous stainless-steel brass knuckles, hopefully not through personal

experience. (Chapter 5)
And if you were a boy living in kabul, the day of the tournament was undeniably the

highlight of the cold season. (Chapter 5)


As with any war, you had to ready yourself for battle. (Chapter 6)
You open your mouth. Open it so wide your jaws creak. You order your lungs to draw
air, NOW, you need air, need it NOW But your airways ignore you. They collapse,
tighten, squeeze, and suddenly youre breathing through a drinking straw. Your mouth
closes and your lips purse and all you can manage is a strangled croak. Your hands
wriggle and shake. Somewhere a dam has cracked open and a flood of cold sweat spills,

drenches your body. You want to scream. You would if you could. But you have to
breathe to scream. (Chapter 10)
D. Setting
Setting Place

Setting Time
Setting Atmosphere
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CHAPTER ONE
December 2001
_december 2001_
I became what I am
today at the age of

In the kitchen

Last summer

twelve,
One day last summer, my
friend rahim khan called
from pakistan. He asked
me to come see him.
Standing in the kitchen
with the receiver to my

Spreckels lake

The

early-

afternoon

ear
After I hung up, I went
for a walk along
spreckels lake on the
northern edge
Of golden gate park. The
early-afternoon sun
sparkled on the water
where dozens of
miniature boats
Sailed, propelled by a
crisp breeze.
I sat on a park bench near

A park bench near


a willow tree

a willow tree.

Driveway of my

CHAPTER TWO
When we were

When we were children,

fathers

children

Hassan and I used to

House

climb the poplar trees in


the driveway of my
fathers

Cinema zainab

One day,

House
One day, we were
walking from my
Fathers house to cinema
zainab for a new iranian

Bazaar

One day, when I

movie,
I remember one day,

was eight,

when I was eight, ali was


taking me to the bazaar

Babas study,

One day,

to buy some _naan_.


Then one day, I was in
babas study, looking
through his stuff, when I
found one of my
mothers old history

Class,

The

following

week,

books.
The following week,
after class, I showed the
book to my teacher and
pointed to the chapter on
the hazaras.

Ghargha lake,

Class

CHAPTER THREE
The day before

I remember the day

the

before the orphanage

Orphanage

opened, baba took me to

opened,

ghargha lake, a few miles

When I was in

north of kabul.
When I was in fifth

fifth grade,

grade, we had a mullah


who taught us about

In babas study,

islam.
We were upstairs in

the

babas study, the

smoking

room,

smoking room, when I


told him what mullah
fatiullah khan had

My grandfathers When baba was

Taught us in class.
I did. When baba was

house

six/the middle of

six, a thief walked into

the night.

my grandfathers house
in the middle of the

The branch of an Two hours to go

night.
They hanged him from

oak tree

before afternoon

the branch of an oak tree

prayer.

with still two hours to go


before afternoon prayer.
In school, we used to

In school,

play

game

called

_sherjangi_, or battle of
the poems.
In 1970, baba took a

In 1970,

break from the


construction of the
orphanage and flew to
The

yearly The first day of

tehran for a month


I remember one time

_buzkashi_

spring, new years

baba took me to the

tournament

day.

yearly _buzkashi_
tournament that took
place on the first day of
spring, new years day.
CHAPTER FOUR

Kabul

1933

In 1933, the year baba


was born and the year

zahir shah began his


forty-year reign of
Afghanistan, two
brothers, young men
from a wealthy and
reputable family in
kabul, got behind the
wheel of their fathers
ford roadster.
across the street

Bookstore

from my favorite
Wazir akbar khan

bookstore.
. Or the new city,

district.

west
Of the wazir akbar khan

At amirs home

During the school

district.
During the school year,

year,

we had a daily routine.


By the time I dragged
myself out of bed and
lumbered to

Wazir akbar khan. After school,

The bathroom,
After school, hassan and
I met up, grabbed a book,
and trotted up a bowlshaped hill just north of
my fathers property in

The tree

One summer day,

wazir akbar khan.


One summer day, I used
one of alis kitchen
knives to carve our
names on it: amir and
hassan, the sultans of

kabul. Those words


Garden

made it formal: the tree


After school, hassan and

After school,

I climbed its branches


and snatched its bloodred
pomegranates.
After wed eaten the fruit
and wiped our hands on

Babas

One day, in july

the grass,
One day, in july 1973, I

1973,

played another little trick

That same night,

on hassan.
That same night, I wrote

smoking That evening,

Relax.

room,
Yard

my first short story.


That evening, I climbed
the stairs and walked into
babas smoking room,
An hour later, as the

An hour later,

evening sky dimmed, the


two of them drove off in
my fathers car to attend
On my bed

As the evening

a party.
An hour later, as the

sky

dimmed,

evening sky dimmed, the

when they

two of them drove off in

left

my fathers car to attend


a party .when they left,
I sat on my bed and
wished rahim khan had

In bed
The living room

been my father.
Later that night, curled

Later that night


Cold

up in bed
I read it to him in the

And dark,

living room by the

marble fireplace. A
voice, cold and dark,
suddenly whispered in
my ear,
The living room

At night

CHAPTER FIVE
Confusing/scary

We sprung to our feet


and raced out of the
living room they
hunt ducks at night, you

In the streets.

The early hours Not feel safe

know. Dont be afraid.


We stayed huddled that

of the morning.

way until the early hours


of the morning had
ever heard gunshots in

Dining room

Home

Waiting for the Calm and quiet

the streets.
Huddled together in the

sun to rise/early

Dining room and waiting

morning
Just

for the sun to rise,


Just before sunrise,

before Worried

sunrise,

babas car peeled into the


driveway. His door
slammed shut and his
running footsteps

Outside
fathers study

my That
morning

next

pounded the stairs.


I remember hassan and I
crouching
morning

The kitchen,

that

next

outside

my

fathers study
Then I went to the
kitchen,

stuffed

my

pockets with handfuls of


The hill.

pine nuts ..
We burst through the
front gates and headed

In the yard

Early

that

for the hill.


Early that following

following winter

winter of 1974, hassan

of 1974,

and I were playing in the


yard one day, building a

The foyer,

Hassans birthday.

snow fort
When we stepped into
the
Foyer,.

hassan,

baba said, smiling coyly,


meet

your

birthday

present.
Home

CHAPTER SIX
The first day of

Here is what I do on the

snowfall, early in

first day of snowfall

the morning.

every year: I step out of


the house early in the

My

bedroom Every morning,

window

morning,
I think.

Ahmad

had

epilepsy and always wore


a wool vest and thick
blackrimmed glasses--he
was

one

of

assefs

regular victims. Every


morning, I watched from
The bazaar

When the winds Cheerful

my bedroom window
When the winds of

of winter began to

winter began to blow and

blow

snow fell in chunks, we


Undid the snap under the
horses belly. We went to
the bazaar and bought
bamboo, glue, string, and

The kite-fighting One year the


tournament

Fun

Paper.
The kite-fighting

tournament

tournament was an old

outlasted

winter tradition in

daylight.

afghanistani
remember one
Year

Narrow streets

the

tournament

outlasted daylight.
I remember one overcast

Winter day

winter day, hassan and I


were running a kite. I
was chasing him through
neighborhoods, hopping
gutters, weaving through
Road near isteqial In the summer

narrow streets.
I saw we had ended up

middle school

on a rutted dirt road near


isteqial middle school.
There was a field on one
side where lettuce grew

Babas study

One

night

that Relax

winter,

in the summer,
One night that winter,
with the big contest only
four days away, baba and
I sat in his study in
overstuffed leather chairs
by the glow of the
fireplace. We were

Under the kursi

The night before

sipping tea, talking.


It snowed heavily the

the tournament.

night before the


tournament. Hassan and I
sat under the kursi and

played panjpar as windrattled tree branches


tapped on the window.
Bedroom

The

Home

CHAPTER SEVEN
next

The next morning, as he

morning,

brewed black tea for

Daylight

breakfast.
Pack it all in, go back
home. Baba was on
the roof, watching me. I
felt his glare on me like
the heat of a blistering

Streets,

on

sun.
I could hear the runners

the Summer

roof,

now, hollering as they


ran the streets..i kept
stealing glances at baba
sitting with rahim khan
Three oclock that

on the roof,
By three oclock that

afternoon

afternoon, tufts of clouds


had drifted in and the sun

The street.

After

another Hardly

thirty minutes,

had slipped behind them.


After
another
thirty
minutes, only four kites
remained. And I was still
flying. It seemed I could
hardly make a wrong

The

streets

of

wazir akbar khan

move,
The streets
akbar

of

khan

wazir
were

numbered and set at right


angles to each other like

a grid. It was a new


The bazaar

For the next few Worry

neighborhood then,
For the next few minutes,

minutes,

I scoured the bazaar in


vain I had begun to
worry

In the backyard,

that

darkness

The tenth day of

would fall before


Tomorrow is the tenth

dhul-hijjah,

day of dhul-hijjah, the


last month of the muslim
calendar,.. We all
stand in the backyard,
hassan, ali, baba, and i.
CHAPTER EIGHT

That night

That night I asked baba if


we could go to jalalabad

Wednesday night,

on friday.
I wanted it--but by

The van/the road Friday

Wednesday night, .
We filled three vans. I

to jalalabad

rode with baba, rahim


khan,

kaka

homayoun

..the road to jalalabad


is

two-hour

trek

through
Mountain roads winding
On a rock on the A few
side of the road

later,

minutes

along a steep drop,


Baba began to pull over,
but I didnt make it. A
few minutes later, I was
sitting on a
Rock on the side of the
road as they aired out the

On the edge of Summer

Cheerful and happy

van.
I sat on the edge of the

the pool, the yard,

pool,..

the

balcony

homayouns kids were

in

playing hide-and-seek at

(house
jalalabad)

Kaka

the other end of the


yard. Baba, rahim
khan, kaka
Homayoun,

and

kaka

nader were sitting on the


On

balcony, smoking.
Later, well past midnight,

parallel Past midnight,

mattresses in the

after a few hours of

same room

poker between baba and


his cousins, the men lay
down to sleep on parallel
mattresses in the same
room where wed dined.
The

In my room,

women

went

Last

upstairs.
I remember the last

Time.

Time. I was in my room,


reading an abbreviated
farsi

In the garden.

translation

of

A few days before

ivanhoe,
Early that spring, a few

the new school

days

year started,

school year started, baba

before

the

new

and I were
Planting tulips in the
The hill,

Hazy

afternoon

early

that

garden.
One
sluggish,
afternoon

early

hazy
that

summer,

summer, I asked hassan


to go up the hill with

House

Me.
I guess in most ways, or

My birthday

at least in the ways in


which parties are judged,
my birthday
Bash was a huge success.
Id never seen the house
so packed.
The middle of my The
room

CHAPTER NINE
next

morning,

Sitting in the middle of


my

room

the

next

morning, I ripped open


box after box of
The backyard

Presents.
Later that afternoon, I

Afternoon

took the schwinn for its


first and last spin. I
pedaled around the
Block a couple of times
and came back. I rolled
up the driveway to the
The

The

Kitchen

morning,

next

backyard.
The next

morning,

waited in my room for ali


to clear the breakfast
table in the

Babas office

A few moments Uncomfortable

Kitchen.
A few moments later,

later

Baba knocked on my
door.

Come

office, he said.

to

my

Were all going to sit


down

and

settle

this

thing. .. Baba came


right out and asked. Did
you steal that money?
Did you steal Amirs
Watch, Hassan?
Hassans reply was a
single word, delivered in
a

thin,

raspy

voice:

Yes.
CHAPTER TEN
Across from us.

March 1981

_March 1981_
A young

woman

sat

across from us.


A few kilometers

We

were

west of Mahipar

kilometers

Falls

Mahipar

few

west
Falls

of
when

Karim pulled to the side


of
Bed

Tomorrow

The road.
Tomorrow morning, Id

morning,

wake up, peek out the


window: No grim-faced
Russian

soldiers

The

patrolling the sidewalks,


Someone flung open the

Back of the truck,

tarpaulin hanging over


the back of the truck, and

The basement.

three faces peered in.


Bludgeoned my nostrils
the

Moment Karim opened


the door that led down
the creaky steps to the
In the basement

Later

that

basement.
It was later that first

first

night

night when I discovered


that two . Kamal
sitting in the basement
Just a few feet away from

The basement

Night

Panic

me.
The basement had been
dark. The fuel tank was
pitch-black.

looked

right, left, up,


Down, waved my hands
before my eyes, didnt
see so much as a hint of
movement. I
In Paghman.

Friday afternoon

Blinked, blinked again.


Friday
afternoon
in
Paghman. An open field
of grass speckled with
mulberry trees in
Blossom.

CHAPTER ELEVEN
Lake

Elizabeth 1980s

Park in Fremont

Fremont,

California.

1980s I remember the


two

of

us

walking

through Lake Elizabeth


Park in Fremont, a few
Streets down from our
A small bookstore One Sunday in

apartment,
One Sunday in the spring

the

spring

of

1983,

of 1983, I walked into a


small bookstore that sold
used

San Jose,

The same day he

Paperbacks,
The same day he was

was hired,

hired, Baba and I went to


our eligibility officer in
San Jose, Mrs.

High school

THAT SUMMER

Dobbins.
THAT SUMMER

OF 1983,

1983, I graduated from

OF

high school at the age of


twenty, by far the oldest
A bar across the After dinner,

senior.
After dinner, Baba took

street

me to a bar across the

from the

restaurant.

street from the restaurant.


The place
One early Sunday

Was dim,
One
early

morning in July

morning in July 1984,

1984

while Baba set up, I

Sunday

bought two cups of


Coffee

from

concession

the

stand

and

returned to find Baba


talking to an older,
The flea market

One

CHAPTER TWELVE
sweltering

Sunday
summer

that

Then,
Sunday

one
that

sweltering
summer,

Baba and I were at the


flea market, sitting
At our booth,

The booth

One day

One day, Soraya and I


were alone at their booth,
talking. She was telling
me about

The

county Two weeks later,

School,
Then, two weeks later, I

hospital in San

caught him coughing a

Jose.

wad

of

blood-stained

phlegm into the


Toilet.. So I took him
to the county hospital in
One cool Sunday

San Jose.
Then, one cool Sunday

shortly after New

shortly after New Years

Years Day,

Day, Baba was selling a


Lampshade to a stocky
Filipino man while I
rummaged in the VW for
a blanket to cover his

A specialist called Two days later

legs with.
They discharged

two days

radiation

oncologist

baba

later. They

brought in a specialist
called

radiation

oncologist to talk baba


into

getting

radiation

treatment.
I paced the living room

The living room

of our apartment waiting


for babas call.
Taheris home

CHAPTER THIRTEEN
The next evening

When we arrived at the


taheris home the next

evening--for

lafz,

the

ceremony of
Taheris home

The engagement

giving word-According to tradition,

Party

Sorayas family would


have

thrown

engagement

the

party

the

shirini-khori---or eating
Home

of the sweets ceremony.


One day, I came home

One day,

from the pharmacy with


babas morphine pills.
Just as I shut
Bed

Before midnight,

The door,
Just before

midnight,

baba asked us to help


him into bed.
They filled the parking

The parking spots

spots at the mosque in


The

next

few

months

hayward.
The next few months
were a blur of tests on
Soraya:

In

the

backyard,

Taheris After our last visit Disappointing


with Dr. Rosen.

Basal

body

temperatures,
Soraya broke the news to
her parents the weekend
after our last visit with
Dr. Rosen.

We were

sitting on
Picnic

chairs

in

the

Taheris backyard,
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
The room

June 2001

_June 2001_
I lowered the phone into

. Startled
Me with a bark that I
realized how quiet the
The park

Sunday afternoon

room had become.


I drove to golden gate
park and walked along
spreckels lake on the
northern edge of the
park. It
Was a beautiful sunday

Home

In bed

When

came

afternoon
When I came

home,

home,

Soraya was on the phone

That night

with her mother.


That night, Soraya and I
lay in bed, her back
pressed to my chest, my

A window seat A week later,

face buried in her hair.


A week later, I sat on a

aboard a Pakistani

window seat aboard a

International

pakistani

Airlines flight,

airlines flight, watching a

international

pair of uniformed airline


workers

remove

the

wheel chocks.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Shredded

Three hours

Three hours after my

upholstery in the

flight

landed

in

Backseat

Peshawar, I was sitting


on shredded upholstery
in the
Backseat of a smokefilled taxicab.

A wispy mattress

We sat

on

wispy

mattress set along the


wall, across the window
overlooking

the

noisy

street
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Hazarajat

1986

There were a lot of


reasons why I went to
Hazarajat to find Hassan

The village that

in 1986.
The people in Bamiyan

had

had told me I would find

walled

garden.

him easily--he lived in


the only house in the
village that had a walled

Hasans home

In the morning,

garden.
In the morning, Hassan
told me he and Farzana
had decided to move to

Mazar-i-Sharif

A few weeks later

Kabul with me.


A few weeks later, the
Taliban

banned

kite

fighting. And two years


later,

in

1998,

they

massacred
The Hazaras in Mazar-iSharif.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
In the hospital

1974

I kept thinking of that

room

day in 1974, in the


hospital room, just after
Hassans harelip surgery.

Narrow street

The

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
sun had

The sun had almost set

almost set and left

and left the sky swathed

the sky

in smothers of purple and


red. I walked down the
busy, narrow street that
led away from Rahim
Khans building.
CHAPTER NINETEEN

Little villages

On either side of the


road, I saw chains of
little villages sprouting

Greener,

Late afternoon,

here and there,


By late afternoon, the
terrain had changed from
one of sun-beaten peaks
and barren cliffs to a
greener,
The
young

The small house.

woman

stepped out of the way,


eyeing

me

apprehensively

little
as

followed Farid into the


A

short

while

later

small house.
A short while

later,

maryam and her mother


brought

two

steaming

bowls

of

vegetable

shorwa
Early

the

morning.

next

And two loaves of bread.


We said our good - bye s
early the next morning.
Just before I climbed into
the

Land

Cruiser,

thanked Wahid for his

hospitality.
CHAPTER TWENTY
The mahipar dam. The old days,

Farid and me over four


hours to reach kabul. And
when we did... Farid
warned me just after we

Jadeh maywand

Passed the mahipar dam


Jadeh maywand. Just

1992

north of us was the bonedry kabul river.


The northern part

Had occupied in 1992-We found the new

of karteh-seh,

orphanage in the northern


part of karteh-seh, along
the banks of the dried-up

The

Kabul river.
What passed

directors

office

for

the

directors office was four


bare, cracked walls, a
mat on the floor, a table,
And two folding chairs.
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

Khyber

Baba used to take me

Restaurant

To Khyber

Wazirakbar Khan

there for kabob.


We rode silently through

district.

the square and headed

Restaurant

toward the wazirakbar


In the yard.

Khan district.
We find the little turtle
behind

tangles

of

Outside the gates

sweetbrier in the yard.


I stood outside the gates

of

of my fathers house,

my

fathers

house,
A small hotel near

feeling like a stranger.


I paid for a room at a

Pashtunistan

small

Square.
Hotels room

Pashtunistan Square.
That night, I took the bed

That night,

hotel

near

and Farid lay on the


floor, wrapped himself
with an extra blanket for
which the hotel owner
charged me an additional
fee.
A bustling crowd was

Ghazi Stadium

filling

ghazi

stadium

when we walked through


the entrance tunnels.
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
A big house in

Farid eased the Land

Wazir

Cruiser up the driveway

Akbar

Khan.

of a big house in Wazir


Akbar Khan.
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

The

sulaiman

We are in the sulaiman

mountains

mountains of baluchistan
and baba is wrestling the
black bear.
There were three other

Room

patients in my room. Two


older men, one with a
cast on his leg,
That night, after farid

That night,

picked

up

sohrab,

unfolded rahim khans


Early

the

next

letter.
They removed the chest

morning,

tube

early

morning,

the

and

next

armand

gave the staff the goahead to


Let me sip apple juice.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
Parks

And I saw parks


Where roses and jasmine
bloomed in the shadows

Shah

of trees.
We passed

Faisal

Mosque

The famous Shah Faisal


Mosque

on

the

way

there,
The hotel room was a

The hotel room

vast improvement over


the one in kabul where
The

farid and I had stayed.


I locked the door and

managers

office

in

the

hobbled to the managers

lobby,

office in the lobby, one


hand clutching the rail
along the walkway for

A bench

The sun

A warm day,

support.
We sat on a bench in one

Perched high in a

of the picnic areas, in the

topaz blue sky.

shade of a gum tree. It


was a warm day, the sun
Perched high in a topaz
blue sky.

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
In

But all I have time to see

Green

is

two

men

wearing

surgical

caps

and

woman in green huddling


THE

over a gurney.
THE
INTENSIVE

INTENSIVE

CARE UNIT is L-shaped

CARE UNIT

and dim, a jumble of


bleeping monitors and
whirring

The hospital

IN

THE

DAYTIME,

Machines.
IN THE DAYTIME, the
hospital was a maze of
teeming,
hallways,

angled
a

blur

blazing-white
The Westerns

ONE

Section

maybe

DAY,
around

1983 or 1984,

of

overhead

fluorescence.
ONE
DAY,

maybe

around 1983 or 1984, I


was at a video store in
Fremont. I was standing
in the Westerns
Section when a guy next

Home

A warm day in

to me,
WE ARRIVED HOME

August

about seven months ago,

morning

2001/

on a warm day in August


2001. Soraya picked us

The edge of the

up at the airport.
She led him in and he sat

bed
The living room

on the edge of the bed.


The general and I sat in
the

living

room

and

sipped wine while Soraya


and her mother set the
table.

One

Tuesday

While Sohrab was silent,

last

the world was not. One

morning
September,

Tuesday

morning

September,

the

last
Twin

Towers
Came crumbling down
and, overnight, the world
Lake

Elizabeth THEN,

Park in Fremont.

FOUR

changed.
THEN, FOUR

DAYS

DAYS AGO, on a

AGO, on a cool rainy

cool rainy day in

day in March 2002, a

March 2002,

small, wondrous thing


happened.
I took Soraya, Khala
Jamila, and Sohrab to a
gathering of Afghans at
Lake Elizabeth Park in

In the Bay Area

previous

Fremont.
The previous Thursday,

Thursday, the first

the first day of spring,

day of spring,

had been the Afghan

The

New

Years

Day--the

Sawl-e-Nau-And Afghans in the Bay


Area

had

celebrations

planned
throughout

the East Bay and the


Sunday morning,

peninsula.
It had been sunny for
days,

but

Sunday

morning, as I swung my
legs out of bed,

E. Character and characterization


CHARACTER
Amir
Rahim Khan
Hassan
Baba
Ali
A woman nineteen years younger
The Teacher
My Mother, Sofia Akrami,
Mullah Fatiullah Khan, Lecturer
John Wayne
Assef
Mahmood
Wali And Kamal,
Dr. Kumar
Ahmad
Omar
Sakina

CHARACTERIZATION
Good children, never give up, good
husband, good friends and not arogant
Good person, always give spirit to the
other
Good friend but he has a command
over, he is a good father and husband
Ill tempered, good father never give up
Good father and friend, he has high self
esteem
Good teacher
Good mother, welling sacrifice to her
son
Smart but sly
Friendly, longhaired men
Naughty, self shoot mouth off
Naughty
Smart
Assefs regular victims, coward
A pretty good guy
She was a fair, blue-eyed hazara woman
from bamiyan

Cousin Shafiqa
Cousin Nader
Homayoun
Faruq
Fazilal/Karimas Face Twisted.
Karim
Jalaluddin
The Russian Soldiers
The Afghan Soldier
Russian Officer
The Young Womans
The Young Womans Husband
Kamal And His Father.
Aziz

Who always smelled of perfume and


Danced with her eyes close
Good boy
Crybaby
Faithful
Faithful
Kind

Kind

Mr. And Mrs. Nguyen


Mrs.Dobbins.
Mr. Iqbal Taheri
Soraya
Jamila/Soraya Jans Mother
Dr. Schneider,
Dr. Amani
The Taheris, Sharif, His Wife Suzy, And
Several Of Sorayas Aunts
Khala Jamila
Dr. Rosen
Farzana Jan.
Sohrab
Farid
Wahid
Maryam
Aisha
Dr. Nawaz

Kind
Kind
Good father, kind person, smart
Pretty, kind, smart, good daughter and
wife and faithful
Kind person, good mother
Smart
Friendly and kind

Kind and friendly, easily to smile


Shy woman, pretty
Pretty boy
Kind person faithful

Kind person

F. Message
So Baba proved them all wrong by
Not only running his own business but becoming one of the richest merchants in Kabul. Baba
and
Rahim Khan built a wildly successful carpet-exporting business, two pharmacies, and a
restaurant.

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