This story is about a girl, Sakina Hashimi, who is in middle school and is Muslim. She wears a hijab and she protects it with her life, it is her heart. First day of Middle School is hard, but with people judging her makes it even harder. Do you th...
I walked home sniffling and sad. I just looked down at my hands, sweaty and warm. I walked up and onto the driveway of our house. I got out my keys and opened the door. I tried to put a fake smile, but I knew from the look of my eyes, the smile was fake. I walked in and took off my shoes and went into the kitchen.
"Asalaam Walaikum Mommy," I said with a "smile" on my face.
"Walaikum Assalaam beta Sakina," my mom replied while walking over to me to give me a hug. She pulled my arm and sat me down onto the sofa and looked into my blue eyes.
"What happened at school today, Sakina?" My mom asked me. I felt so weird, how did she know that I was sad. How did she know something happened to me at school that made me feel this way. I know, Allah made all the beloved mothers like that so they can help and guide you in life and in the right path. No wonder they say that Jannah is under your mother's feet.
"Well, a lot of people were just looking at me and being mean and judging me because of my hijab. They were saying sooo much mean stuff to me," I muffled while my eyes started to water. My mom came and gave me a tight hug, her hair smelled like perfume and I just loved her soo much that I started to cry.
"Salaam Mommy!" Laila said while walking into the kitchen. She looked so happy. Today was her first day of college, again. She got a scholarship into the University of the State of Georgia (UGA). She walked to mommy and gave her a hug while nudging me and rolling her big hazel eyes at me.
"Hey! Hey! Why did you just do that!" I screamed for my freedom!
"Hey, slow down there lion. Why did you just scream at me?" My sister asked in confusion.
"Ummm, First you rolled your eyes at me and nudged me on my shoulder. You shouldn't be the one to be confused, I should," I glared back.
"Girls! Enough. Laila go to your room!" Mommy snapped.
"Sakina listen to me, people are different and each way they are different is special. It is like your DNA, no matter if you are twins, you still have one part of you that's different and you should be proud. You are a courageous girl with a lot of passion and you shouldn't look down...instead look up. Just because you wear a hijab doesn't mean you should listen to everything you hear because you are beautiful and intelligent no matter who you are or what you wear. I know you can be moody, but you are still the Sakina everybody loves, especially to your sister Laila! Don't listen to anybody that gossips about you. they're lying and they are just jealous because of you. When they saw you they fell jealous because of your modesty and attributes. Don't listen to them and don't change yourself because of them... BE YOU! " My mom probably took an hour to tell this speech and I probably used up 1,000 tissues!!
"Wait! You said that Laila loves me!!??" I said is confusion while giggling a little bit.
"Yes, while I was with her at home she said that she hoped that you were okay and that she loves you!" My mom said making me surprised. Whoa! I never knew Laila had a little mush inside of her! I walked toward the stairs and stood in front of Laila's bedroom.
"Hey, Laila? Can I come in? I need to tell you something," I said in a whisper.
"Sure come in," She replied, "But don't touch anything that's in my room, Okay?
"Sure Missy!" I said with relief that she let me in. Once I walked into her room, the aroma of perfume uplifted into my nose, and her bedroom just left me shocked. It was so beautifully decorated.
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"Sooo. I am just here to tell you how I love you and that I am sorry for bothering for the last 12 almost 13 years of your life," I said while walking over to the bed.
"Sure, I accept now leave," She snapped. Her outfit was soo pretty today. She was wearing another open abaya but it was soo much prettier than yesterdays.
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"Thank you sooooo much!" I ran to her while giving her a hug. She smelled like roses.
"Okay, now get your butt outta my room!" She snapped.
"Someone is feisty!" I sang while getting out of her room.
For some reason Laila loves open abayas, I thought. I went back downstairs and ate my dinner, prayed, and went fast asleep in my new room. I liked my room, it makes me feel so safe.
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I thought about how the next school day what going to be like.....I know.... another day of Discrimination and another day of being strong! ;)
Asalaam Walakium Readers! I hope you are enjoying this book of hijab and being strong! Please vote, comment, and SHARE!!!!
