My Life My Choice

Prologue

I opened my eyes one morning with a completely different view of the world. It was like I had a vision, a calling. I knew that sooner or later I would have to wear the Muslim head cover the hijab, but I didn't really take time to think about it. That morning something in my heart just told me that its the right thing to wear it now. I didn't really debate whether to start wearing it or not, I just knew that I should. It was the weirdest feeling, one where you feel like you can do anything, seriously I thought I could fly at that moment. I was still laying in bed staring at the ceiling when that thought hit me and I started smiling like an idiot. ' I am going to wear it and I'm not going back on that decision no matter what happens' I thought to myself.

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I raced down the stairs with a new spirit, excited to tell my mom. I knew that she will be happy with my decision and considering the fact that I decided by myself would be even better. I rushed down the stairs towards the kitchen knowing that my mom would be there drinking her morning tea. My parents have a thing for tea, they can't go a day without drinking it. They drink tea at least 3 times a day; during breakfast, after lunch, and finally after dinner. I guess its just an Arab problem. I was right because there she was, my mom sitting on the couch, watching her Turkish drama with a cup of tea in hand. I can't tell you how many times I have walked into this scene. My mother gets pretty annoyed when someone interrupts her Turkish drama, but her show can wait for later.

"Mama ! I have something to tell you!" I squealed in joy as I raced to where she was seated.

"Not now, I'm watching something important' she waved me away with her hand, her eyes still glued on the TV. I swear this lady is obsesssed.

"Make it quick, I don't want to miss anything. " she said not completly giving me her full attention.

"I WANT TO WEAR THE HIJAB! Actually no I WILL wear the hijab!" I exclaimed as I blobbed down next to her. And that was the start of it all; the hijab becoming my identity and pride.