My Passion Is My Hijab

I am passionate about working in a child care setting with young children. I love to see a child’s face light up when they learn or try something new. Similar to this quote, “If you can read this, thank a teacher.” written by an anonymous. This statement made me giggled and lit up my face when I saw it on the back of a car. This made me think back to my teachers who had made a big impact in my life and taught me valuable lessons. My internship will display this passion by allowing me to work with children and help me gain the knowledge, training and experience that I may need to support the children in a child care setting.

Whether rooted deeply through generations of a family or formed through an experience, passions and fascinations are what drives us, humans, to be who we truly are. At this point in my life, I do not want to reach comfort or perfection, but rather feel composed and confident in what I chose to merge my ballet skills with. When I dance, I escape reality and feel a pure exhilaration.This sensation shapes my curiosity and interest in the human anatomy. From the elements that make it up to ways in which people individually move their bodies, the human body is absolutely fascinating. Specifically, I am passionate about teaching ballet to younger students. By introducing ballet to kids early on, they will experience the same joy almost all dancers feel for a longer period of time. When I’m dancing I’m challenging your mind, releasing endorphins, and working hard. I am also eager to own my own business linked with teaching that will provide people with affordable dance equipment, and even more crucial, advice on what suits each person's personal needs. I know as I grow old my body will not be as capable as it once was, but I’m dedicated to spreading my appreciation of ballet to others. Overall, my passion for ballet and how I can utilize it to positively impact society as an entrepreneur has developed through the inspiration of my grandparents, the creativity of my former dance teachers, and my interest in the human bodies relation to ballet.

Just recently, I had remembered my parents signing an online petition reprehending Islamophobia. With Muslims residing in Canada being stereotyped based on the actions of the uneducated extremists in the middle-east, Muslims are looked at as danger and can be unequally treated when finding jobs, going to school, and even travelling. Consequently, Muslims nationwide wanted some justice for the years of being mistreated and passed an anti-Islamophobia motion – an attempt for social change. I experienced Islamophobia first hand when I noticed the difference between travelling with my mother and father. My mother wore a Hijab, while my father looked somewhat European and almost every time I was stopped at the airport or felt uneasy with my mother and never had troubles when travelling with my father. The Hijab in many ways is a representation of Islam and with it comes all the misleading and controversial allegations against Muslims. I got the same uneasy feeling when I wore a hat that Muslims wear during prayer. Our norms of clothing might be different from the larger culture however we had done nothing

When I was nine years old, my dad had an accident that caused him to become paraplegic. As years passed, my father’s physical state went from paraplegic to quadriplegic. I felt alone and fell into depression as each year passed because there was never a sign of hope. I didn’t want to upset my mother by telling her that I might be depressed. So I took on myself to find a way. Since I was young and stupid, the only way I found was religion. So, I became religious hoping that my dad would become better if I prayed. However, my mother took this the wrong way, assuming I wanted to get married. In one week my parents found a guy in Pakistan. My parents took advantage of my religious phase by knowing that in our religion girls have to obey their

Their teachings make a part of who we become as adults and then we’ll mix what we learned from them and our own beliefs and pass those down to our children and the cycle will just continue on and on. Religion is a major topic that some parents try to let you figure out on your own, but some (like mine) don’t. As a child, I attended church with my father who strongly believes in Jesus Christ. I know a Muslim girl whom I went to middle school with and she would always have a hijab covering her hair and ears, and I remember her telling me about how that was what her mother believed in so she was just following what she was taught. She is grown now and she doesn’t wear them anymore because her mother told her once she was a certain age that she wasn’t required to wear one if she didn’t want to. Values are additionally a core element that parents teach us that define part of who we are. Most of us as children are taught to be respectful, kind, forgiving, and

Growing up as a child, regardless of how many times I was told that wearing a hijab is a central part of my identity, I was still unsure of my identity. Unsure about who I am, who I will be, where I will be, and what defines me. I was a Muslim girl surrounded by a sea full of people ready to judge me. Ready to break me down. I was fourteen years old when I had my first encounter with a woman who almost defined everything that I believed

Despite the fact of being born in Canada, my mother had always tried her best to teach me and my sibling about our cultural and religious background. Through many years of struggling with my cultural identity, I thought I had finally found a place somewhere in between. At the age of twelve, I decided to wear a headscarf as a religious symbol and a sense of identity. Though I did get many awkward stares in school, my peers eventually stopped caring and ignored what I wore because at that age, everyone was experimenting with themselves trying to find their true identity. After a few years of people ignoring my head scarf, recently, those stares started coming

I decided to wear the headscarf on my first day of middle school.I would always get questions like “what is that on your head, why are you wearing it, do you take a shower with that, why can’t you take it off” and so on.I tried so hard to fit in.No, I don’t shower with my hijab on. Yes, I do have ears and I even have hair! This happened everyday. But, being a kid in middle school it was complicated. I wanted people to notice me. I guess I just wanted to be like any girl would feel.I would wake up every morning and think how different I would be not wearing the headscarf. If i didn’t wear it I can be like the rest of the beautiful girls I would think to myself. I was jealous on the way I couldn’t dress in certain

It was the first day of middle school and so much had changed in just a few months. It wasn't because I was going to a new school, it was because 7th grade was the year I decided I was going to wear the hijab. A hijab is a scarf Muslim women decide on wearing as a cover for their hair; a way to show modesty. I never thought that something that I had grown up around; would be such a hard thing to do myself. I grow up with me mom and sisters wearing the hijab; I never once saw it affect them in their daily lives, so I never thought it would affect mine. When the time came and I decided to wear the hijab; none of my friends expected it, everyone started asking me questions about it. Even though I didn't mind answering the questions, I just

Throughout Deveiling Body Stories: Muslim Girls Negotiate Visual, Spatial and Ethical Hijabs by Manal Hamzeh, she examines the lives of four young Muslim girls named Layla, Amy, Douja, and Abby, and how the hijabs affect each of them. The girl’s ages ranged from fourteen to seventeen and she met with them over a period of fourteen months. Hamzeh was able to acquire a lot of interesting information about the girls and their lives at home.

Hope you are well. My name is Mitchell, I fell in love with cooking and baking when I was a small girl. My mother was an excellent cook, her food was exemptio0nal and everybody who visited our home used to give her very good remarks about the food. Our neighbors used to seek her services to bake for them cakes for different occasional. Her cookies were very good and my friends used to visit my home just to get a cookie from her. She taught most of the things I know about cooking and I believe I learned from the best. I thank her for introducing me to cooking and baking.

I was born into a family of mixed cultures and religions. My father was Christian and my mother was of an Islamic descent. I was always respectful to any religion, regardless of it’s beliefs, because it is a symbol of devotion and peace. When I grew up, I was fascinated to see how quickly Islam started to spread in Western parts of the world. My fascination was also followed by disbelief of how ignorant and cruel anti-islamic activists were, blaming every single act of terror and violence onto a religious group. I could believe it on a global scale, but I never knew it was something that could wait for anyone wearing hijab, right around the corner. In my first semester at Hawaii Pacific University, I decided to wear hijab to school, just

I was raised up believing in the importance of service and community as I saw my family members and neighbors selflessly help and be in community with people in need. It is therefore no surprise that I discovered my passion for service and volunteerism while still young. In my hometown Nairobi, Kenya, I did community service through various ways, including my involvement in the charity walk for Street Children and Orphans in Kenya in 2003 and the 2007 Brookside Freedom from Hunger Campaign. I participated in the charity walk for these causes and helped raise money to support street children, orphans, ending hunger, and was recognized as one of the top three people to raise the most funds. In high school, I volunteered at the St. Nicholas Children's home in Kenya, where I served, played, and was in solidarity with the children. In 2013, I earned the President’s Bronze Standard award given to me by Honorable Mwai Kibaki, the third president of Kenya for being a young person equipped with positive life skills and a change maker in my community, country, and globally.

My true passion for engineering began when I came across the quote: "Technology are devices that make our lives better". Despite my first love of mathematics, my recent interest for engineering has come from two major influences. The first being my mathematics and physics teachers, both engineers by nature, who have helped me enhance the fundamental skills essential for engineering and embrace the importance of the field. The second being the learning about uses of technology in Computer Science, it taught me the magnitude of which technology contributes to our everyday lives has led me to intensify my desire to improve the lives of others.

Almost all little girls start their primary schooling years wanting to play school and wanting to learn. At home they act like they are teaching their own classroom and leading their group of students in front of them (most likely a stuffed animal), but their imagination, creativity, and eagerness to learn is at the peak when they begin their first day of school. Ever since that day I still want to be an educator and to make a difference in this field for the better. I have always found that the most intriguing thing for me in life is conveying knowledge and skills onto other people and watching in their eyes when the switch finally clicks that they understand what I have been trying to teach them. Knowing that the impact you made for just that short amount of time in that child’s life may never be forgotten.