Personal Narrative: My Headsets Of Islam

our loud booms echo throughout the stone house. “Open the door!” a man would yell. Five kids and the parents quickly run over to the door. The father opens the door while the kids and the wife peek over his shoulder and legs. An intimidating IDF soldier roars, “We are taking over your house and you must leave within the night. If you refuse you will be jailed and/or your house will be demolished with you in it or not.” The family is forced to leave within the night in the fear that their lives would end. This is common in Palestine: Israeli soldiers taking occupied land. Palestinians that experience this take their ID’s and official documents with them. Barely anytime is left to the family to pack their belongings. I am a Palestinian, and even though I haven’t dealt with this firsthand, my parents and grandparents have dealt with this.

Speakers. However, I did feel some may have been there because they were famous, but nevertheless still gave insight to networking.

During the last eleven years I have worked at the department of motor vehicles. I have met many people from different backgrounds and cultures. While I worked at the Tempe office, I came across many people from the Middle East, mainly Arabs and people from Pakistan and India. It was through my dealings with Middle East people that I notice how friendly and accessible they are. It was then that an interest in finding more about this culture started. When I decided to visit a mosque as part this project I was not sure what to expect. My experience is divided in two, as I ended up visiting two different mosques. On Saturday January 24 around 12:45 pm I arrived at a mosque located in

“Why do you wear the hijab?” people would frequently ask. Ironically, when I found the answer it also became the reason I took it off.

We can not fight for our rights and our history as well as future until we are armed with weapons of criticism and dedicated consciousness." (Edward Said)

Jamal Wallis at the start is a student attending a normal normal high school and is also decent at basketball. While Jamal openly doesn’t like school he is smart and a good writer. Things take a turn for the better after he accidentally leaves his pack after a bet but Forrester drops it to him with his edited writings. Jamal also starts attending a better school due to very good test scores. He starts to befriend Forrester and slowly Jamal becomes his student. Jamal's writing is too good however and his teacher thinks he isn’t the writer. He then turns in something referencing Forrester which Forrester said never to do. Jamal then must win states so that he can keep attending but, he purposely misses two easy shots. Forrester then comes into his class and states his friendship with Jamal and Jamal is dismissed from charges and

Over the years you’ll learn hatred is not born within you, but adapted. You would want to take the pressure that evolves with others, unfortunately without a doubt you are going to meet an obstacle that could potentially take you within the waves. If the obstacle were to overcome you may be broken down into depression or perhaps you won’t resist and conquer with aggression. Peace isn’t given, nor is it easily obtained. Peace still hasn’t shown its existence to the world, but it’s yet to come and show its tranquility that is beyond the capacity of our imagination. As I have fallen, failure has shown its superiority against me, despite my efforts towards the world I yet still can not find the way to build the Utopia everyone could desired and

2 yards was the distance from the tree and I. The foreign feeling of confidence was pumping through my veins. Like the lemonades they consistently offer us when it’s too warm outside. To my left, with a slightly slower pace, was Gene. The look of unfeigned adoration in his eyes beamed down at the. Slowly encouraging me that everything would be ok. Which is the information I already knew from the beginning. With a pace to match a ferocious beast, Finny was to my right, running with a slight passion of endurance in his stride. He was eager to get this over with. The sooner we do, the quicker we can walk moxie to lunch. With the thought of food racing through my phlegmatic heart, my stomach let out a subtle growl. Gene let out a chuckle and

I come from a country, Afghanistan, where 99 percent of the nation is Muslim and the majority of the people are illiterate. I am Muslim and grow up in an Islamic country. When I was in Afghanistan, I had no knowledge about other religions. Since I moved to America, I am thrilled that I started my school and got so much knowledge about others religions and cultures. In addition to that, our country’s government is very weak and people are suffering a lot in terms of all lives aspect. I always wanted to study something so that I can at least bring a positive change into people’s lives. I am very delighted that from such a poor country I came, study in America.

“On my honor, I will never betray my badge, my integrity, my character, or the public trust. I will always have the courage to hold myself and others accountable for our actions. I will always uphold the constitution, my community, and the agency I serve.” This is the oath average citizens take right before they become police officers. The oath shows us why police officers are here, they are here to protect us. The police, and other Government officials, should use police brutality because, if the same people who are supposed to be protecting us are hurting and killing us, then regular citizens are not going to respect laws and authority.

Judaism is not being born into a Jewish home, but spending your life learning, teaching, and transmitting. The five books of the Torah teach the foundation to how the Jewish people evolved over years of prosperity. Following the books of Torah, and being a part of the Jewish faith requires several different rules, or commandments, to be followed. There are expectations to be met and a life time of traditions to be learned, for instance, the holidays and how to pray and recite prayers in a certain manner. These traditions can only be taught from doing and watching generations of loved ones partake in God’s will. For the past several months, I have experienced these traditions and teachings through the eyes of Orthodox Jews. An analysis of the

I am Naazima one the pharoahs, everyone loved because of my beauty. I was very tall, sophisticated, generous, and loving. I was special, there were hardly any women pharoahs. I became a pharoah at the age of 19, daughter of Nkosi and Rehema. I lived in Luxor, Egypt, but when I got older I moved to live with my husband Omarr. Omarr lived in Cairo, Egypt known for its Sphinx and Giza pyramids. I sadly had to leave my family because I was forced to marry Omarr. Omarr was disrespectful and abusive which I didn’t like. My beautiful children, Yaron and Yemima were bundles of joy I loved them dearly. I hated to see them hurt, crying from getting beaten by there own father. One day, I had to make the scariest and hardiest of my life and leave Omarr.

I was only two years old when my mom first walked me into a room filled with anxious adults chasing their children. We made our way to a very friendly looking duo and almost instantly our moms were chatting away, expressing their excitement to one another. I looked into the deep eyes of a small being, slowly establishing that she would be my future classmate. Little did I know, our broad adventure had begun. From attending summer camp to volunteering, we shared every event with each other. It is inevitable that my life would not have been the way it is now if I had not shared every poignant problem and sensational success with my very best friend, Shari Law.

Fitting in at East Grand Rapids was hard enough. As parents walked in with their Louis Vuitton perfume, my Dad walked me into school talking loudly in Farsi smelling faintly of garlic and saffron. I was embarrassed by our differences. After learning more about my culture and the sacrifices my Dad made for me, I am no longer ashamed of that smell. By opening my eyes and heart, I learned to be proud of who I am and embrace the Persian culture.

In today’s world the media likes to portray Islam as having violent members and feeling the need to kill other people. Before arriving at the Islamic Center, I wasn’t worried but I really had no idea what to expect. After watching them worship and converse with them in groups, I now know that more than a wide majority of Islamic people are friendly and despise people who kill in the name of Islam. I was able to talk to these people using the seven dialogues which we learned about in class, and made for smooth and comfortable conversations. While conversing with these people, I was able to learn a ton of knowledge about the Islamic religion and at the same time shared with them some of my beliefs. This process also showed me how it is very possible for me to go out into the world and engage in other interreligious dialogue.