Tonight on 20/20 ` Made in Taiwan. Tim Lambourne goes on his own journey... There's 23 million scooters in Taipei ` one for every person. That might not be true, but there are a shitload of scooters. ...to find out more about possibly the greatest migration story ever. Ears. Ears. < We call in Maori taringa. Same. We call it talinga too. Silenced for standing up to the Taliban. And he fired three bullets, and one hit you on the left side of my head. Hear Malala's incredible story of survival. Truly amazing. I don't know why she survived. They thought that the bullet would silence us. But they failed. And out of that silence came thousands of voices. ALL: I am Malala! ALL: I am Malala! www.tvnz.co.nz/access-services Captions were made possible with funding from NZ On Air. Copyright TVNZ Access Services 2013 Kia ora. I'm Sonya Wilson. Now, something a bit different for you this week. Tim Lambourne has come on board to do a story that's quite close to his heart. Being part Maori and part Chinese, he was amazed when he came across research that shows Maori originally descended not from the Cook Islands as he always thought but from the far-flung island of Taiwan. Knowing nothing about Taiwan, he took off to discover his whakapapa ` oh, and some surf while he was there too. INDISTINCT CHATTER Hello, my name is Timothy Par-Kai Lambourne. Coming up on U Late tonight, we've got... I used to make late-night television. Before that I made music television. About to go backstage. # Oppan Gangnam style. # And now I help make 7pm television. We have a new social-media guy here at Seven Sharp. We have a new social-media guy here at Seven Sharp. MAN: Hey! When I was growing up, there was only one story about where Maori came from ` the Cook Islands. Recently, DNA suggests that Maori may have come from an island off the coast of China. That island is called Taiwan. Yes, you heard right, Taiwan. Smack bang in the middle of Asia. I'mma need to see this for myself. I'mma need to go to Taiwan. FUNKY MUSIC Oh yeah, also, a friend told me that Taiwan gets good surf, so two birds, one stone and all that. First stop, though, the capital, Taipei. Apparently being tall is quite a big deal. Welcome to Taipei, Taiwan. We're not gonna bore you with temples. We're gonna try and figure out what this place is all about, because I have no idea. # Even after all, all the bad things. Before we do anything, a quick history lesson. This is the Chiang Kai-Shek Memorial named after the badass 1920s military leader in China. Uh, as you can probably tell, he was quite a low-key guy (!) # I know I'm not wrong. # Chiang Kai-Shek is kind of responsible for Taiwan, He fled here from China in the '40s when his political party was defeated by the Communist Party. There's only so much sightseeing you can do before your brain turns to food. And if you want to find food in Taipei, there's only one way to get around. There's 23 million scooters in Taipei ` one for every person. That might not be true, but there are a shitload of scooters. There are also a lot of snakes. So many, in fact, that you can even treat yourself to a shot of snake blood. Ni hao. You do the, um,.... snake,... Snake. Snake. uh,... (IMITATES BLADE SLICING) drink? Good? Good. Good. Makes you... strong? Good. Makes you... strong? Yep. (LAUGHS APPREHENSIVELY) Good for virility. Apparently. This is quite full-circle, because I have an irrational fear of snakes. It's not that irrational ` they're terrifying, dangerous and kill people. So it's quite rational. But I hate them. (GROANS) Cheers. (GROANS) It's quite, um,... quite alcoholic. Good for you? Good for you? Yes. Just like every other modern Asian city, Taipei comes alive once the sun goes down. RELAXED FUNKY MUSIC While the snake blood may have been good for virility, unfortunately it does nothing for enhancing one's rhythm. # Wanna to make the world dance, forget about the price tag. In my defence, I was copying her. # Na-na-na-na na-na-na-na. # Hey! Yeah! Yeah! # Ba-bling ba-bling. Wanna make the world dance, # forget about the price tag. My dancing may have entertained the locals, but the real reason I'm here is to see if there's any truth to idea that Maori originated from Taiwan. And to do that we need to get out of the city and head down south to Taitung on east coast, home of the Amis people, Taiwan's biggest indigenous tribe. # Ahhh. # TRANQUIL MUSIC This is Yulun, an anthropologist at the National Prehistory Museum in Taitung. I'm hoping she can give me some insight into the connection. So, what are the similarities between indigenous Taiwanese and Maori? The indigenous people in Taiwan looks different from Han Chinese, which is the most population. The indigenous people have bigger and round eyes and darker skins. Do they look Maori? Do they look Maori? Yes, exactly. So probably more similar to Maori people than Han Chinese. As an anthropologist, do you think there is a link between Maori and indigenous Taiwanese? Actually there are quite a lot similarities between us. For example, the language evidence. Some vocabulary are quite similar to each other. For example, eyes, in Amis tribe we call mata. < Mata. < Mata. Mata. And ears... < We call in Maori taringa. Same. We call it talinga too. Same. We call it talinga too. Talinga? Same. We call it talinga too. Talinga? In Amis language. It's only one letter of difference. It's only one letter of difference. Yes, and, like, numbers ` one to five. OK, well, let's count them out. OK, well, let's count them out. One ` cecay. OK, well, let's count them out. One ` cecay. < Tahi. Tosa. Tosa. Rua. Tolo. Tolo. Toru. Same. Same. Yeah. Same. Yeah. And four is sepat. Wha. Wha. Lima. Rima. Rima. Lima. Yes. So very very similar. So very very similar. Yes. To see for myself what Yulun is talking about, I'm heading up the coast to the village of Duli. RELAXED MUSIC Ni hao. Ni hao. ALL: Hello. Ni hao. ALL: Hello. Hello. Welcome. Welcome. My name is Tim. Ya, my name is Chiko. Ya, my name is Chiko. Chiko. And this is Amis village. Ya. Ya. Ya. Ya. Amis. Awesome. Hello. What's his name? Hala-San. Hala-San. Hala-San. High five, Hala-San. Hala-San. Hala-San. High five, Hala-San. Give him give. ALL: Yeah! Ni hao. Ni hao. Ni hao. The Duli village feels unlike any place I've been in Taiwan so far. It feels like you're hanging out at the marae. Hay ` yes. Hay. It's a bit shorter than the skirts I usually wear. Apparently this is the old chief's clothes, which is quite an honour. Hay. Very practical. It's quite a bit of range, a bit of movement. Good. Strong. Good. Strong. Oh! LAUGHTER Seeing as I've gotten dressed up for the occasion, it's time to celebrate. This is millet wine. (EXCLAIMS IN AMIS) (EXCLAIMS IN AMIS) (EXCLAIMS IN AMIS) Bottoms up. Hay. And a local delicacy ` betel nut. < MAN: This one, you'll be fine. < MAN: This one, you'll be fine. Famous last words. MAN SPEAKS AMIS Do I swallow? < Just chew it. Swallow the spit, basically. < Just chew it. Swallow the spit, basically. LAUGHTER I feel like I'm 14 again and trying to impress my friends with my first cigarette. I mean 18! I'm getting the feeling I'm putting on quite a show for the Duli villagers. ALL SING IN AMIS And that's not gonna stop any time soon, because unfortunately for me, it's time to dance, again. ALL SING IN AMIS SINGING CONTINUES While the Duli village might be as far away as you can get from city life ` a life I'm more comfortable with ` I can certainly see the advantages of chilling in the village. TRANQUIL MUSIC This is their local fishing spot, a five-minute walk from the meeting house. And it feels like a scene out of Jurassic Park. You know, minus the dinosaurs and all that. TRANQUIL MUSIC It's a dream lifestyle ` fish, smoke cigars and hang out in an unspoilt and undeveloped corner of paradise. This is my first time surfing in Taiwan. A month ago I didn't even know they had waves. Like everything else on this trip, it's amazing. Time now to go get some dinner, cos I'm actually kind of stuffed. TRANQUIL MUSIC So I've just spent the night here in Malualong, which to the local Amiese people means 'rushing river'. Now, though, I'm gonna jump in a bus and take a trek into the mountains to meet another tribe. Scientists believe it's from this coastline the indigenous Taiwanese set off on their great migration across the Pacific, 5000 to 6000 years ago, with their descendants eventually making it all the way to NZ. (MURMURS IN AMIS) Look familiar? (MURMURS IN AMIS) (EXCLAIMS) A karanga-style welcome, communal meeting house and having to remove your shoes. In my defence, it is day six. Who carves the totems? Who carves the totems? The Amis worship the sun. Mm. Mm. And this symbol on the totem is like a sun. INDISTINCT CHATTER Sitting in there listening to the elders telling stories, it's a pretty amazing experience. TRADITIONAL ASIAN MUSIC So there are similarities in language and that communal culture, but what do the brainiacs have to say on the matter? This is Professor Yao-Fong Chen, or Fred, from Tzu Chi University. Tell me about the connection between Maori people and indigenous Taiwanese. In the genetic research, the Maori people and the Taiwan aborigine peoples, they, uh, have a strong genetic link and, uh, they share the common ancestor, uh, thousands of years ago. Probably, the Maori people, their ancestors come from, uh, Taiwan or maybe South-East Asia. FUNKY MUSIC This is the Harvest Festival, an annual celebration that brings together all the young urban Amiese people. It's a way of bringing tribal culture into the city. And it's here that I meet Mayaw Dongi, an Amiese man who himself left the village to come into the city, becoming the Minister for Indigenous People in Taiwan. (SPEAKS TAIWANESE LANGUAGE) TRANSLATOR: Young people who leave their homeland and come to the city to urban life always struggle. But in their heart their original homeland is always there. They still get homesick after so many years. It's an indigenous story known the world over ` leaving the village for the city in search of jobs, education and opportunity. FUNKY MUSIC And with the exodus goes the culture, the language and often the identity, a struggle Maori know all too well. So this is it, the end of the trip. Some 8000 or so K's away from NZ. While there have been some definite scientific links we've found between Maori and indigenous Taiwanese, it's the more everyday connections that really bind us together ` surfing, going to the beach, eating, laughing, dancing. These are the things that really connect us. Nice job, Tim. Uh, thanks to the Council of Indigenous Peoples in Taiwan for making that story possible. Next up on 20/20 ` a story that has captured the world's imagination. Malala Yousafzai, shot in the head at point-blank range. And tonight, 16-year-old girl, a towering presence in the world. Lining up with her, millions of people, heads of state, all religions, adult, children, holding up their hands to say 'I am Malala too'. ALL: I am Malala. ALL: I am Malala. 1 Welcome back. Time now for a very special interview. Diane Sawyer with Malala Yousafzai, the 15-year-old schoolgirl from Pakistan who was shot in the head by Taliban assassins in October 2012 because, well, she simply wanted to go to school. She is an incredible young woman, setting out to change the world with books and pencils, while being threatened with bombs and machine guns. In ancient times, the Pashtu people had a proverb ` a woman's place is in the home or in the grave. Tonight a tiny Pashtu girl may be the bravest person in the world. A year ago, Malala Yousafzai shot in the head at point blank range. And tonight, 16-year-old girl a towering presence in the world. Lining up with her ` millions of people, heads of state, all religions, adult and children, holding up their hands to say 'I am Malala too'. ALL: I am Malala. ALL: I am Malala. ALL: We are Malala. Cheering her at the United Nations when she promised that millions of girls who've been silenced will be heard. One child, one book, and one pen can change the world. For the world, so much conviction. Hello. It's startling when you actually meet her. She is in fact small, shy, childlike, eager to show me her magic tricks. This is it. Oh, I know another trick. And the ring is out. Are you double-jointed? Are you double-jointed? No. But you are double-jointed. Why don't you practise? And she says, like most teens, once she was worried about how short she is and how difficult her hair. I used to be in the toilet for hours. Everything about my hair` Oh, my hair killed me. But inside this schoolgirl, a gladiator trying to wake up the world that girls should get to live their dreams too. In some parts of the world, students are going to school every day. It's their normal life. But in other part of the world, we are starving for education. But for us, it's like a precious gift. It's like a diamond. You wanted to be number one in your class. Pretty competitive. You wanted to be number one in your class. Pretty competitive. Still I want to be the number one. She was born with wild curiosity and a lot of questions. For instance, in her culture, why are women forbidden to leave home without a man, even if the male is just a little boy? I wouldn't go outside without any boy. My brother would go with me. If a man can go, why can't a woman? I can see no difference between them. And by her side, navigating his child towards her dreams, her father, a teacher who built her school from ground up, scavenging money, even sweeping the floors. I had a great passion for education. My father was a teacher, great teacher. And I loved teaching. Her mother, traditional, refusing to be photographed, never learning to read. There are also two little boys in the family, but Dad says he always knew this girl was filled with infinite possibility. When I saw her for the first time, a very newborn child, and I looked into her eyes, I fell in love with her, believe me. I love her. I love her. Malala said you always said, 'Malala will be free as a bird.' Where did this come from? I accepted her as an individual, as in my society, sons are accepted. The only difference I made ` that I accepted our daughter as an individual. And when he was a young father, he was excited. His country seemed to be on the way to a more open future. There'd been a female prime minister, Benazir Bhutto. There were new schools and universities being built every day. And then in 2009, the Taliban came out of the shadows. The radical fundamentalist men who first banned dancing, the movies, burned DVDs in the street and decreed a death penalty for barbers and any sign of independence in a woman. Malala was 11 years old and watching. They would slaughter people, and then the Taliban would say, 'This man had not long beard. 'This one had short. She was not wearing burka. 'That woman's a dancer. She's a singer. That's why we slaughtered them.' They broadcast this announcement on the radio. All schools for girls had to be closed immediately. They bombed the schoolhouses, threw acid at the faces of girl students. Everyone in terror. Yet one little girl still had her powerful certainty that girls should not disappear into the silence. They cannot stop me. I will get my education if it is in home, school or any place. What was the moment you were most afraid, that you had the most fear? Like, I was feeling fear all the time. I was worried that a Taliban may throw acid on my face. At night, when I used to sleep, I was thinking all the time, 'Shall I put a knife under my pillow?' She read her books in secret. 50,000 girls just like her in hiding too. So Malala Yousafzai decides to take a chance. These are my notebooks. She starts writing a diary using the name Gul Makai ` Corn Flower. With her father, they send it to the BBC. It is published online. (CHANTS) Next, Malala speaks out in an online interview ` one of her first calling on the world to help and using her name. We must have the confidence to say that this is going wrong, and we must raise our voice. And that same year the New York Times hears about her and begins filming this documentary of a shy, very brave young girl. I want to become... become a doctor. (CHUCKLES) The name Malala becomes a beacon out in the world, and in Pakistan, her words are gathering strength and supporters. So the Taliban send warning, death threats. Her father tries to navigate between hope and fear. But did you at any point say 'Did I let her become exposed and at risk'? I agree. I agree. I think we should not put out the camera, OK. We value freedom. We live for a cause greater than our lives. He says the real question is ` where was everyone else? The people who blame me, they should blame themselves who did not speak for their right. It was very hard, but, you see, we stood to protect others. Later that year at one point, it does seem better. Thanks to the Pakistan army, the Taliban forced to retreat. Ultimately, we will be the winners. And the miscreants, the militants, they will be losers. I'm hopeful. I'm optimistic. He's too much optimistic, so I don't agree with him, because the leaders, the commanders of Taliban are still alive. Still fearful, but with her childlike magical thinking, Malala rehearses how she would reason with her attacker if they still decide to come. It was always my desire before the attack that, 'If a man comes, what would you tell him, Malala?' I used to think like that. And I said that I would tell that man that education is very important. I would tell that man that I even want education for your daughter. And you think that would work against a gun? I thought that words and books and pens are more powerful than gun. On October 9th 2012, she was on the little school bus, like this one still being used in Pakistan. The girls around her were singing. You were singing? Yes, and also, like, considering the bus to be a drum and making this music. A handful of girls, all of their faces covered. Only one was not. On the day when I was shot, all of my friends' faces were covered except mine. Was that wise? It was brave, but was it wise? At that time, I was not worried about myself. I wanted to live my life as I want. But the young girl did notice that the street was strangely quiet. I didn't see those men. I just could see, like, there's no one. 1 October 2012 in the remote and beautiful mountains of the Swat Valley of Pakistan. A group of schoolgirls are on their school bus singing. One of them notices that the road is strangely quiet. Where are the people? Suddenly, two men approach with beards and a gun ` a Colt .45. One of them climbs on the bus and asks a question ` 'Who is Malala?' She doesn't remember what happened next, but her friend described that moment. She said, like, 'You said nothing, and you were just for` you were just holding my hand, 'and you just squeezed my hand, like you were just forcing it. And you said nothing.' And she said, like, 'You just look at` looked at the men like this.' Then she said, like, 'Then he fired three` three bullets, and one hit you on the left side of my head.' I would have been doing like this. So I hide my face, because there was gunpow` powder on my fingers. A year later, her friend, still too afraid to go on camera, tells what happened next. The girls are screaming as the little school bus frantically races to the bare-bones local hospital, where doctors only have basic first-aid. Two hours will pass before a helicopter can deliver her to a military surgeon who spends five hours trying to relieve the swelling on her brain and removing tiny clots. But already, it's as if a kind of miracle is surrounding her. By a strange coincidence, there is someone in Pakistan for the first time ` a top specialist in paediatric trauma from England, Dr Fiona Reynolds, with her colleague Dr Javid Kayani. They've been sitting in long governmental meetings on medical programmes when suddenly Dr Reynolds is told to race out and try to save the life of a famous and dying child. The tubes have given Malala an infection, the machines are improperly set, her blood isn't clotting, her lungs and kidneys are beginning to fail. You thought she was dying? There was a possibility she was dying, but there was also a possibility that she would survive. She had become septic. It was obvious that she had a very serious life-threatening infection. A distraught father asks... 'Is there any hope?' And I said to him, 'Well, the only reason I'm here is because there is some hope.' And, uh, he cried. Malala, uh, is the... most precious of gift of God for me in this world. What would you have done if she had been lost? Don't say so. I should not lose her. I can't think of it. Dr. Reynolds makes a risky recommendation ` to take the gravely ill girl on an eight-hour trip to a high-tech hospital in England. Since she doesn't really know the country, the recommendation comes with a fleeting thought. What if her recommendation is wrong? And I said, 'Yes, we could end up in jail,' and, you know, 'because we've killed Pakistan's Mother Teresa.' She is very precious to Pakistan, and she's very precious to the rest of the world. And we were looking after her. From another Muslim country comes a life-giving offer. The emir of the United Arab Emirates sends one of his royal planes outfitted as a hospital, a state-of-the-art intensive care unit. And for the entire eight-hour flight to England, Dr Reynolds and Dr Kayani keep Malala alive breath by breath, organ by organ. And they also have noticed something else that defies possibility. The bullet took a path that simply cannot be believed. The chances of being shot at point blank range in the head and that happening, I don't know. But it is amazing. Truly amazing. I don't know why she survived. But it is amazing. Truly amazing. I don't know why she survived. Maybe his hand was shaky. He hit her there. So it goes under the skin, near the skull. What happens? A bullet traveling 1000ft per second slips under Malala's skin, but as it heads toward her brain, that bone turns out to be so strong and curved, it forces the bullet to ricochet away. Instead the bullet smashes her eardrum, severs the nerve in her face and hits her shoulder. The fact that she didn't die on the spot or very soon afterwards is to my mind nothing short of miraculous. But even if she survives, at this point, doctors still have no idea if she'll ever walk or see or be able to speak again. Though somehow in her deep coma, Malala says she remembers a kind of floating consciousness. She calls it her seven-day dream. I was thinking that, 'Am I dead, or am I alive? 'If I am dead, I shall be, like, in a graveyard.' And then but I said, like, 'You're not dead. You can talk to yourself. How can you be dead?' A vague sense that somehow she's at home and worried about being ready for school. I love my school, and I loved my small house. At home in her paradise, which was Swat. I think every second and every minute in Swat is beautiful. It is a paradise. It's a paradise on earth. There are tall mountains, and on the mountains, there you can see green tall trees. And in the` in the centre is` is river. That's called River Swat. And it's blue. It's full of fish. You'd love the beauty of Swat. And that man with the gun on the school bus didn't grasp that the girl in the coma had a destiny carried in the name her father had given her at birth. It is right out of the history books. Malala, a girl from Maiwand, a shepherd's daughter, led her people to victory when they were too afraid to fight. One Malalai of Maiwand is greater than... thousands of men. So Malala rose up that, 'If you don't speak up now, if you don't fight now, 'then you will be` then you will be cowards forever, and then you would be slaves forever.' We ask her father to sing the song of Malala he sang in her childhood. It says, 'Your words can turn worlds around. Rise, Malala. Rise again.' (SINGS IN PAKISTANI LANGUAGE) 1 Taipei ` one for every person. In a hospital in Birmingham, a 16-year-old girl is still fighting for her life. The doctors have no idea if she can move or see or express herself in any of the three languages she mastered fluently. She has been under deep medication. And then, one evening, a week after the shooting... I just open my eyes in the hospital in Birmingham. I didn't know where I was. She had this very frightened look, uh, in her eyes. Her eyes were darting back and forth. She has tubes down her throat, so Dr Kayani brings her an alphabet board. It is in English, and she points to letters. First the word 'country' and then the word 'father'. She wanted to know where her father and who was going to pay for the medical treatment. She was so worried about not being able to pay? Every day for several days, 'Who was paying?' And she actually believed the reason her father wasn't there was either he was dead ` was one of the possibilities in her head ` or that he was back in Pakistan selling everything they own for her medical treatment. Because the tube keeps her from speaking, Dr Reynolds gives her a pink notebook so she can write her questions. Then on the same day, I wrote, 'My father have no money.' I told her that the Pakistan government was paying, and she didn't believe me. The days pass in a blur of confusion, pain. She is seeing double. She can hear nothing from her left ear. And the left side of her face doesn't move. In the pink notebook, she is writing, scrambling the letters. But there's something she wants to know urgently. I have written, like, 'Who did this to me?' Like, who did this to me? Why? Who shot me? And then, 'What happened to me?' I was asking Dr Fiona. Dr Reynolds will not give patients traumatic news when they're still under medication. She says they simply relive it over and over again. But eventually with Malala, she knows she has no choice. She was getting herself into a state, so I had to tell her the truth. And the truth was she'd been shot. She was asking me, 'Was it a bomb?' I said, 'No, it was something bad.' She said, 'If it wasn't a bomb, what was it?' So I said, 'You were shot.' And... she just looked at me. She didn't respond. She didn't react. She just looked at me. After a few moments, she said, 'It was the Taliban, wasn't it?' And I said, 'I believe so, but I don't know for certain.' She asks for a mirror. And the teenager who used to worry about her tiny stature, her difficult hair, now says she looked and thought her hair was so... small. And I just looked at myself like this in the mirror. And then I just was thinking in my mind, like, 'The Taliban comes, they cut your hair, 'and then they shoot you.' I thought they cut my hair. (CHUCKLES) I didn't know that the doctors did it for the surgery. In the pictures, you can see her face. The small dots are burns from the gunpowder. There are burns on her fingers too. That's how close the gun was. You can see the black dots. She is incredibly stoical. She had to have some sutures, uh, in her wound in her scalp. And she also had to have a needle to drain some infected fluid from her neck. And on both occasions, she didn't wince, she didn't cry, she didn't even squeeze my hand when they were sticking needles into her. I didn't cry because now I totally changed after that incident. But I don't know how did I change. I don't know what happened to me. I don't know what happened to me. But I have to say, who can do this? We all cry. I was feeling that this is a new life. But then when her family enters the room, she falls apart. When we entered the room, half of her face moved towards the right, and she lost her smile, her laughter. It will be the only time she breaks. When my father and mother came, it was the first time that I cried, and I wept as much as I could. And it was a great moment for me. And once again her champion is her father. She relearns to walk, unsteady because her inner ear has been destroyed. Part of her skull has been replaced with a titanium plate. And because of that severed nerve, the laughter is gone. Her face won't move. So if you try and pout again for me, like that. And then say 'egg'. Egg, egg, egg, egg, egg. There's another surgery ` eight and a half hours ` to try to reconnect the nerve on her face. She practises trying to smile every single day, Switch it on. It takes a few seconds... > And even though her eardrum is shattered forever, we're there when she gets the cutting edge new technology ` the cochlear implant. It's on. > I'm going to say the days of the week. Friday, Saturday, Sunday. > (LAUGHS) And when I heard it, I was feeling... very happy. And I said, like, 'Malala, you have heard something in your left ear.' And now it's getting better. Her body is mending, but on the outside, everyone is wondering ` what about her conviction, what about Malala's public voice? What do you see ahead for her now? I'm concerned that she's lost a lot of her life, because was a little girl from the Swat Valley who used to be able to play and have friends. And also, she's been through so much. It was a very personal attack. How do you cope with being targeted at the age of 15? At the same time in a distant corner of the globe, the Taliban are still sending messages, death threats, hatred. I think life is always dangerous. Some people get afraid of it. Some people don't go forward. But some people, if they want to achieve their goal, they have to go. The courage is still there. It's` It's telling me to move forward. She tells me she's decided death was just not ready for her yet. I think death did not want to kill me. And God was with me. And the people prayed for me. And the people who had prayed for her, the people who had wondered about her, got their answer about her on her 16th birthday. There at the United Nations, gathered in the hall, dignitaries and children from around the world. Her father was there, and so was her mother, who for the first time, let herself appear on camera. And walking up to the podium, it was the power of Malala again. I am the same Malala. I was thinking, 'Is this the same daughter who was once almost killed? 'She is standing at the UN, speaking to the whole world, 'and she is holding the flag of hope, the flag of peace.' I was very proud. Let us pick up our books and our pens. They are our most powerful weapons. Education is the only solution. Education first. Thank you. There's 23 million scooters in Taipei ` one for every person. 1 Tonight the Malala Fund is hard at work, trying to educate, empower girls around the world, while Malala herself answers the voices who speak against her. It's their right to speak. And now it's my right to speak. It's their right to speak against me. It's their right. But the thing is I only want support for my cause of education. It's the right of every girl and every boy. The kind of education you were getting, they argue, is a Western education. If I want to go to school and I want to become a doctor, so there would be an Eastern doctor or a Western doctor. Is there difference in the studies? If I want to become a` become an engineer, so is there a different way to become an engineer ` Eastern engineer or a Western engineer? This is education. This is knowledge. It can neither be Eastern nor Western. She also surprised us when we ask about those who shot her. The only person arrested was a chemistry student named Atta Ullah Khan. But he was released right after arrest. Malala says real Islam teaches you must forgive. So as of tonight, no one has been arrested or prosecuted for what they did to you. It's not important if they are prosecuted or arrested. It's not important if they are prosecuted or arrested. But isn't it important that the... that the girls of Pakistan know that someone will be prosecuted for doing this? (CHUCKLES) He would have a family. He would have mother. He would have sister. And her mother would be` her mother would love him as a son. And I think I'm not a cruel person. I want to fight with them. I want to fight against them but through my voice and through my pen and through my book and through my love and through my brotherhood, not with guns. and through my brotherhood, not with guns. Are you in any pain any more? No. No, I have no pain. I'm very well, and I'm recovered now. Totally recovered. The doctors are still working on my physiotherapy and still thinking about the left side of my face and also thinking about my jaw. But that's just small things. I am recovered. Your smile is here. Your smile is here. Yeah. Do you think she'll change the world? Do you think she'll change the world? I hope so. I think she's got the potential to. She and her family now live in England. She attends a girls school, loves her studies and her cricket... Catch! ...but still lives on a kind of border between two worlds. Do you believe in covering your head? Do you believe in covering your head? Yes. This is my culture. This is my own choice that I am doing this. It's not been implemented on me. I'm thinking of you walking through a mall. It's totally different. We have never seen, like, women in short dresses. So it's something, like, new and... difficult for my mother. Her traditionalist mother, who is finally learning to read. Though, she looks at Western girls and proclaims... I'm going to mispronounce this. (ATTEMPTS TO SPEAK PAKISTANI LANGUAGE) No, no. (SPEAKS PAKISTANI LANGUAGE) (SPEAKS PAKISTANI LANGUAGE) Yeah. (ECHOES MALALA) Roughly translated, it means 'shocking'. And the other thing is that my mother is very worried about the waste of food. In our country, there are so many poor people. We used to give food to those poor people. But now she says, 'If there is no one, let me give it to the birds.' And though no one doubts, this is a girl who plans to lead the world. In America, people are waiting for a woman president. I want to be a politician, but I haven't decided what job would I do. Try to ask her about family, and you find a shy girl from a shy culture. Family, lots of children? (CHUCKLES) Um, I don't know what would I do in future. I'll decide it later. (CHUCKLES) None of my business. You can say, 'None of your business.' You can say, 'None of your business.' Yeah. (LAUGHS) (LAUGHS) Maybe. And for all her gratitude at her new life, there's a kind of loneliness and longing. But I believe in my heart that I will. She tells us she's been reading a book ` The Wizard of Oz. There's no place like home. There's no place like home. Yes. There's no place like home, and I believe it. If you go anywhere, even to the paradise, you will miss your home. And I do miss my home. Before she was shot, she planted a mango tree behind her house in the Swat Valley, hoping the mango would grow. I just planted it in the middle of the garden in order to see a big mango tree and that we would sit under it` under its shade, and I was thinking about my future. Do you know if it's alive? Do you know if it's still growing? Do you know if it's alive? Do you know if it's still growing? I don't know. We travelled to Swat to her school, where there's a chair waiting with her name on it. And to her house, but we couldn't find the mango tree in her little garden. But in a sense, the seed she has planted has grown something even more profound. A life ready to answer the question asked by that gunman a year ago. Who is Malala? And I say I am Malala, and I'm going to publish a book. They thought that the bullet would silence us. But they failed. And out of that silence came thousands of voices. ALL: I am Malala! ALL: I am Malala! I speak not for myself but for those without voice can be heard. ALL: We stand with Malala. So here I stand, one girl among many. We stand with Malala. Now it's time to speak up, to live in peace... ALL: We stand with Malala! ...to ensure freedom and equality for women. ALL: I am Malala. ALL: I am Malala. Weakness, fear and hopelessness died. Strength, power and courage was born. APPLAUSE Isn't she amazing? A great story. If you want to see that or our other story tonight, you can head to our website at... You can also email us at... Or, of course, go to our Facebook page. We're at... And let us know your thoughts on tonight's show. Well, thanks for all your feedback and thanks for joining us tonight. We have a special edition for you next week ` all Kiwi-made stories; all looking at topics around mental health.