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tmblr, long forgotten
Wednesday, March 20, 2013,

Im not an enthusiastic tumblr-er. infact, i've even forgotten the fact that i have a tumblr account (made nearly 2 years ago). -_-" nway, an article i saw in someone's blog, linked me back to tumblr. and  this, is something i shall reblog and repost. 

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I went to the mall, and a little girl called me a terrorist. 
My name is Ela.  I am seventeen years old.  I am not Muslim, but my friend told me about her friend being discriminated against for wearing a hijab.  So I decided to see the discrimination firsthand to get a better understanding of what Muslim women go through. 
My friend and I pinned scarves around our heads, and then we went to the mall.  Normally, vendors try to get us to buy things and ask us to sample a snack.  Clerks usually ask us if we need help, tell us about sales, and smile at us.  Not today.  People, including vendors, clerks, and other shoppers, wouldn’t look at us.  They didn’t talk to us.  They acted like we didn’t exist.  They didn’t want to be caught staring at us, so they didn’t look at all. 
And then, in one store, a girl (who looked about four years old) asked her mom if my friend and I were terrorists.  She wasn’t trying to be mean or anything.  I don’t even think she could have grasped the idea of prejudice.  However, her mother’s response is one I can never forgive or forget.  The mother hushed her child, glared at me, and then took her daughter by the hand and led her out of the store. 
All that because I put a scarf on my head.  Just like that, a mother taught her little girl that being Muslim was evil.  It didn’t matter that I was a nice person.  All that mattered was that I looked different.  That little girl may grow up and teach her children the same thing. 
This experiment gave me a huge wakeup call.  It lasted for only a few hours, so I can’t even begin to imagine how much prejudice Muslim girls go through every day.  It reminded me of something that many people know but rarely remember: the women in hijabs are people, just like all those women out there who aren’t Muslim. 
People of Tumblr, please help me spread this message.  Treat Muslims, Jews, Christians, Buddhists, Hindus, Pagans, Taoists, etc., exactly the way you want to be treated, regardless of what they’re wearing or not wearing, no exceptions.  Reblog this.  Tell your friends.  I don’t know that the world will ever totally wipe out prejudice, but we can try, one blog at a time.

#imperfectwriting
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Subhanallah, what an amazing article. im blessed to be living in Malaysia (even thought the sun can be really burnin') where i dont have to face any oppression towards hijabis. for sisters out there, in other countries where hijabs are not part of the norm, be strong. the harder u r tested, the more Allah loves u :)




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tmblr, long forgotten
Wednesday, March 20, 2013, ϟ 0 shout(s)

Im not an enthusiastic tumblr-er. infact, i've even forgotten the fact that i have a tumblr account (made nearly 2 years ago). -_-" nway, an article i saw in someone's blog, linked me back to tumblr. and  this, is something i shall reblog and repost. 

_________________________________________________________________________________


I went to the mall, and a little girl called me a terrorist. 
My name is Ela.  I am seventeen years old.  I am not Muslim, but my friend told me about her friend being discriminated against for wearing a hijab.  So I decided to see the discrimination firsthand to get a better understanding of what Muslim women go through. 
My friend and I pinned scarves around our heads, and then we went to the mall.  Normally, vendors try to get us to buy things and ask us to sample a snack.  Clerks usually ask us if we need help, tell us about sales, and smile at us.  Not today.  People, including vendors, clerks, and other shoppers, wouldn’t look at us.  They didn’t talk to us.  They acted like we didn’t exist.  They didn’t want to be caught staring at us, so they didn’t look at all. 
And then, in one store, a girl (who looked about four years old) asked her mom if my friend and I were terrorists.  She wasn’t trying to be mean or anything.  I don’t even think she could have grasped the idea of prejudice.  However, her mother’s response is one I can never forgive or forget.  The mother hushed her child, glared at me, and then took her daughter by the hand and led her out of the store. 
All that because I put a scarf on my head.  Just like that, a mother taught her little girl that being Muslim was evil.  It didn’t matter that I was a nice person.  All that mattered was that I looked different.  That little girl may grow up and teach her children the same thing. 
This experiment gave me a huge wakeup call.  It lasted for only a few hours, so I can’t even begin to imagine how much prejudice Muslim girls go through every day.  It reminded me of something that many people know but rarely remember: the women in hijabs are people, just like all those women out there who aren’t Muslim. 
People of Tumblr, please help me spread this message.  Treat Muslims, Jews, Christians, Buddhists, Hindus, Pagans, Taoists, etc., exactly the way you want to be treated, regardless of what they’re wearing or not wearing, no exceptions.  Reblog this.  Tell your friends.  I don’t know that the world will ever totally wipe out prejudice, but we can try, one blog at a time.

#imperfectwriting
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Subhanallah, what an amazing article. im blessed to be living in Malaysia (even thought the sun can be really burnin') where i dont have to face any oppression towards hijabis. for sisters out there, in other countries where hijabs are not part of the norm, be strong. the harder u r tested, the more Allah loves u :)




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"O people, I was advising you, and it does not mean I'm the best person among you, not even the most righteous among you. Really, I will have lots to exceed the limits for myself. I could not trapped, with perfect, nor bring it in accordance with the obligations of obeying his Lord. If a Muslim does not give advice to his brother except when he becomes a perfect person, there would be no advice providers. Will be a small number of people who want to give a warning and will not have people who preach in the way of Allah 'Azza wa Jalla, no one asked to be obedient to Him, nor prohibited from him. "
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