From Kabul to Virginia: An Educator’s Journey of Resilience, Rebuilding, and Inspiring in the United States
By Sabza Baqaee, Teacher Assistant & Former Pathways to Teaching Fellow
“Great ambitions make every impossible possible.”
This quote has stayed with me since my high school years. Although I’m uncertain of its origin—perhaps it was Winston Churchill — what truly matters is the immense motivation it provides me.
Teaching has always been my childhood dream. Growing up in Afghanistan, a country with a low literacy rate, especially among women in rural areas, I felt a deep desire to educate my people.
Becoming a Teacher in Afghanistan
After finishing high school, I pursued a degree in education at university. Upon graduating, I became a high school teacher, a role I embraced with passion and love. Watching my students graduate each year and continue their education filled me with pride.
Despite the severe cultural and social norms in Afghanistan that opposed women in public roles, I continued teaching. I was content with my life, living with my small family: my husband, a senior military officer educated in the United States, and my son, a school student.
Losing My Dream
However, everything changed three years ago.
On August 15, 2021, the Taliban dramatically captured Kabul, leading to the collapse of the relatively democratic and modern system that had taken 20 years of sacrifice of our people — the Afghan people — and international cooperation to build.
The military, police, and all other social and governmental institutions disintegrated. I witnessed this collapse firsthand in Kabul. The dreams of a generation, including my own, were shattered. It was a devastating experience.
Fleeing for Safety
My husband, being a senior military officer, made our family a recognized target for the Taliban and their sympathizers. For a few days, my family and I lived in hiding in Kabul. Then, thanks to my husband’s connections and the fact that he had collaborated with U.S. military forces, we were able to board one of the last evacuation flights to the United States.
Leaving Afghanistan was a heart-wrenching decision made out of necessity. My heart still beats for my homeland, where some of my family, friends, colleagues, and countless memories remain. I constantly worry about my mother, brother, sister, friends, and former colleagues who now live under very difficult conditions — especially my female colleagues, who are confined to their homes.
Arriving in the U.S.
We left Afghanistan without anything but the clothes on our bodies. Upon arrival in the U.S., we were welcomed warmly, and I will never forget the kindness we were shown. I am deeply grateful for it.
However, integrating into this new environment wasn’t easy. The first days, especially the first six months, were tough. The traumatic experiences we endured under Taliban rule still haunted us. We were anxious about how to start anew in this unfamiliar society.
Although the U.S. government provided us with food, health insurance, and housing, I faced significant challenges. I had problems speaking English and lacked the capacity to find a job.
Facing New Challenges
For many in Afghanistan, migrating to the U.S. is a dream, but for me, it came with immense challenges.
I felt helpless and unsure of how to move forward. Adapting to a new society with unfamiliar social and cultural norms, disconnecting from my previous identity, and striving to build a new one — all while being far from family and friends— was overwhelming. I applied for several jobs but was told I lacked the necessary experience. Finding a rental house was also difficult.
The U.S. is a beautiful country with rich cultural diversity, natural beauty, clean streets, freedom, democracy, and abundant job opportunities. I had always heard that the U.S. was a country built on freedom and opportunity, and this gave me hope to rediscover myself and rebuild my career.
However, upon arrival, I felt hopeless, thinking I would never hold the position of a teacher again. Teaching had been my passion, and losing it felt like a flower deprived of sunlight — it withers quickly.
Seeking a Way Back to Teaching
Determined to rebuild myself, I began learning English with the help of my new American friends and language instructors. Their support helped me secure a position as a teaching assistant in a private preschool.
This experience was a source of immense joy, reigniting my passion for teaching. I was welcomed by my colleagues, who treated me like part of the team, never making me feel like an outsider or refugee. I worked there for almost three years.
Finding a Pathway
Despite this, I still dreamed of working in a public school, but I didn’t know how to achieve that goal.
Then, one of my friends informed me about the Pathways to Teaching Program (PTP) at Childhood Education International, designed for people who were teachers in their home countries and have migrated to the U.S.
This program helps familiarize people like me with teaching methods in the U.S. and supports them in becoming teachers here. I studied in this program for almost a year, gaining valuable insights into U.S. teaching methods. I am truly grateful to the instructors who guided and taught me.
Back in the Classroom
With the help of the PTP team — especially Ms. Julie, Ms. Sarah, and Ms. Nicole — I was able to apply to a position at a public school. After an interview, I was hired as a teaching assistant in a public school in Virginia, a source of pride for both me and my family.
The support and collaboration of the team at CE International’s Center for Professional Learning enabled me to overcome the barriers and challenges of life and work in this new land, find a decent job, cope with my mental struggles, strengthen my English communication skills, and feel less of the pain of being away from family and friends. Here, I feel less like an outsider and am gradually adapting to this society.
Do Not Lose Hope
To those who have experienced a similar journey and are starting from scratch, my suggestion is: do not lose hope. The U.S. is a land of opportunities. Strive, and you will achieve your dreams.
As I am writing these lines, I can say that my family and I are finally satisfied with our lives. We have a good home, decent jobs, and better living conditions, and I am grateful to the U.S. government, the diverse culture of this country, and my new friends at the PTP for their sincere and kind support.
I wish success to those who have faced challenges similar to mine, and I hope that the situation in Afghanistan, where the Taliban’s strict and oppressive rules have made life unbearable for women, will soon come to an end.
To other refugees and immigrants who are looking for a pathway back to teaching – and to those who want to become a teacher even if they have not done so before – I encourage you to never give up.