As Ramadan was approaching, as I do every year, I thought about how I could plan a special Ramadan for my little ones. Each year I strive to make Ramadan spiritually better and festive than the last, and this year for them, I think I’ve come up with a way just for that. Continue reading
While most of my Muslim friends and family were sleeping, praying, reading Quran or beginning their fasts in the midst of the 7th day of Ramadan, me and my dad’s eyes were glued to CNN International, morning time in Jerusalem.
Headlines blared, “Shooting in Orlando Nightclub” and “Worst Mass Shooting in America”. As we watched the news anchor report, the words “terrorism” seemed to sound more pronounced, spoken with a “we have an idea- but can’t suspect” tone, while we were waiting on the edge of our seats, selfishly praying it was not a foreign name.
A few minutes later, I carried on my day, caring for the kids and what not, when my dad storms out of the room, with a glare in his eyes and a flare in his nose. Continue reading
واستعينوا بالصبر والصلاة
“And seek assistance through patience and prayer…” [al-Baqarah 2:45].
I don’t know that the fuss is about.
So, a few people are calling me [Muslims] terrorists and telling us to go back to our own country.
I’m a sand nigger.
I’m a rag head.
“Let’s kill them all!”, they say. Continue reading
It seems as if these days, Muslims are being brought up more and more in the news, not for only what is happening over seas but for the underlying racism that has been brought up in recent events. Since the tragic 9-11 attacks on US soil, there has been a fire burning deep within many American hearts. A fire, a hatred, for Muslims has been burning. This is not arguable. It’s a fact. Something I grew up learning first-hand, and now, unfortunately, so will my children. Continue reading
It is entirely way too early to teach a two year old about Islam. Continue reading
My father is one of the most influential people in my life. Therefore, there are things that he has said that have stuck in my head over the years. One saying being around the time my brother had passed away, nearly 11 years ago. He said, with sorrow in his eyes, ” the death of a child is something I don’t wish on my worst enemy”.
Having children of my own now, I understand how powerful that statement truley is. I couldn’t imagine losing a loved one, especially my child. Watching the news becomes hard when unfortunately it is flooded with tragedy; kidnappings, death, and illnesses. Continue reading
One day at Target, between attempting to pay with one arm and carrying a screaming child in the other (typical day of shopping with a toddler), the cashier bluntly asked me, “if you don’t mind me asking, why do you wear th .. that .. er.. thing on your head?” Continue reading