manal-al-sharif

I got a text from my husband. __anal, you are divorced,_ it read. __our papers are in the court of Khobar._ I was divorced in my absence, just as I had been married.

I was lonely, desperate, and angry. At that moment, I truly understood what it meant to be a Saudi woman. It meant being confronted with every possible kind ofobstacle and discrimination. It meant being told that if you want to race with men, you__ have to do it with your hands and legs cut off. I started to wish I had been born somewhere__nywhere__lse.

So you__e the infamous Manal al-Sharif,_ he said, eyeing me from behind his desk. __ren__ you ashamed of what you did?___s driving a car something shameful?_ I answered back.

Freedom is to live with dignity

How beautiful it is to live in a world with no walls.

We were like captive animals that had lost the will to fight. We even went so far as to defend the very constraints that they hadimposed upon us.

She took my papers, the papers that had followed me from the Khobar police station to jail, and pointed at a place where I was supposed to sign. On the paper there was a line for charges. In the blank space, someone had written __riving while female.

Because my mother couldn't change my present, I decided to change my daughter's future

The rain begins with a single drop