I wait impatiently behind the fences to pick up my little niece from school. The girls and boys are lined up and ready to leave. The teacher is trying to keep the children in line, but since there are so many of them, and they are very excited to go home, it is hard for the teacher to manage them. I know what it’s like to be standing among best friends. You just like to talk, and laugh, and scream. It is so much fun to be a little girl. My niece and her friends remind me of my childhood in Kabul, Afghanistan.