this is adapted from deborah ellis' book.ra, turn of the century, a young girl is selling bread with her father. he has lost a leg in the war with the taliban. clearly, they are struggling materially, but he teaches her the power of history, and most importantly, the power of stories. let's have a look at the clip. clip: our people have always told stories, from our very beginning when we were pathia and a fractured land and the claws of the hindu kush mountains, scorched by the fiery eyes of the northern deserts. black rubble earth against ice peaks, our land was the petrified skeleton of a monster. the land of the noble and honourable, we were a pathway to everywhere, carrying goods from east to west. we studied the stars and began to see order amidst the chaos. we were scientists, philosophers and storytellers. questions sought answers, and then more questions. we began to see our place in the universe. on the one hand you have that sort of animation with the circling and cut—outs, then you have the more realistic backgrou

this is adapted from deborah ellis' book. with her father. he has lost a leg in the war with the taliban. clearly, they are struggling materially, but he teaches her the power of history, and most importantly, the power of stories. let's have a look at the clip. our people have always told stories, from our very beginning when we were pathia and a fractured land and the claws of the hindu kush mountains, scorched by the fiery eyes of the northern deserts. black rubble earth against ice peaks, our land was the petrified skeleton of a monster. the land of the noble and honourable, we were a pathway to everywhere, carrying goods from east to west. we studied the stars and began to see order amidst the chaos. we were scientists, philosophers and storytellers. questions sought answers, and then more questions. we began to see our place in the universe. 0n the one hand you have that sort of animation with the circling and cut—outs, then you have the more realistic backgrounds of the streets of kabul. they are almost photorealistic

this is adapted from deborah ellis‘ book. clearly, they are struggling materially, but he teaches her the power of history, and most importantly, the power of stories. let's have a look at the clip. clip: our people have always told stories, from our very beginning when we were pathia and a fractured land and the claws of the hindu kush mountains, scorched by the fiery eyes of the northern deserts. black rubble earth against ice peaks, our land was the petrified skeleton of a monster. the land of the noble and honourable, we were a pathway to everywhere, carrying goods from east to west. we studied the stars and began to see order amidst the chaos. we were scientists, philosophers and storytellers. questions sought answers, and then more questions. we began to see our place in the universe. on the one hand you have that sort of animation with the circling and cut—outs, then you have the more realistic backgrounds of the streets of kabul. they are almost photorealistic backgrounds with these simply drawn but very expressive fa