Word: madrasahs
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...frightened," she says. "One day all lives will end, [so] why not give [our lives] to Islam?" Amma Adeem, a 20-year-old student in the same class, says she is willing to sell her life for paradise. "This is the house of Allah," she says, meaning the madrasah, Islamabad, Pakistan and the world. "We must live by his laws. We don't do this for ourselves-we do it for Islam...
...Steady gunfire continues to rattle the metal gate of the madrasah. Snipers are perched on the roof of buildings surrounding the complex. Outside, the male students are fighting with the rangers. Inside, women fill buckets of water at the tap and pass them, fireman style, out the gate to the men. They hurl bamboo staves, broom handles and water bottles over the complex wall. The bottles return, empty, and the women fill them up again and toss them back. Aman disappears out the gate. "I will do everything in my power to protect my madrasah," she says. "I am ready...
...male students has detonated a suicide bomb whips through the corridors. Last week, after the students abducted six Chinese masseuses for being prostitutes, Musharraf announced that he was ready to storm the mosque. But then he said that suicide terrorists affiliated with al-Qaeda had infiltrated the men's madrasah, that going in would provoke a bloodbath. One of the female students laughs at the idea of an al-Qaeda link: "We ourselves are willing to die for our school; we don't need any outsiders to do it for us." (I later learn that the explosion came from...
...began quietly. I was on hand to interview the headmistress of the women's madrasah and got into a discussion with her translator, Umma Aman, 22, a pretty seminary student. Aman talked about the source of the students' anger, saying that if the government wouldn't cleanse the capital of sin, they would. "A man goes to medical school and becomes a doctor," says Aman. "We go to a madrasah, so we must practice Islam. We must act on God's will...
...eyes and tear at my lungs. Someone from the second floor above the gate pours a bucket of water on us. Blissful reprieve, if just for a few seconds. Coughing, choking, we scrabble at the front door, battling to get through the narrow passageway, back into the madrasah, to safety...