Personal Narrative-A Day In Middle School

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“Look at the terrorist”. Muslims kids growing up always have it difficult in America than, say Christians. All throughout middle school, people called me a terrorist. From Kindergarten, I wanted to fit in with all the seemingly “perfect kids” in school. Before, perfection for me meant being popular along with doing whatever you wanted without worrying about the consequences. Eating gelatin at school, letting my hair fall freely, and listening to music. It’s like my first ever school memory described myself feeling left out. No matter what I did, I felt ostracized by the rest of my classmates. Every day in Elementary school, I’d be doomed, I dealt with bullying and people judging my religion. In Middle School I felt consonant, I needed to adjust …show more content…

Wrong. My elementary school experience was different than the majority of other kids my age. In first grade, I had my first heartbreaking experience as a child. It was the month of October and the weather was bleak, with the leaves turning orange and red. I was strolling towards the playground where all the kids were running around playing tag or four squares. At one point, while I sat down on the swings, Mackenzie a girl in my class with long blonde hair, waddled up to me and asked “What religion are you?”. I answered with “ I’m Muslim”. Right away the girl responded with “My parents told me not to talk to Muslims.” At first, I didn’t understand why her parents said that to her. So I decided to walk home and ask my parents. While hopping up my staircase one by one, I felt hesitant asking my parents. I didn’t completely understand why. I approached them and told them about the incident that took place. Their reply put me at ease, “ Not everyone around you will like who you are, your religion, or your culture.” In this case, it was my religion. As of present day, I’ve realized that practically everybody assumes that Islam is a violent and non-peaceful religion, but in reality Islam means peace. Muhammed Ali once said “I'm just hoping that people understand that Islam is peace and not violence.” Throughout the entire bus ride, in my mind the only element that kept reiterating like drops of water falling from a broken tap was “Muslims aren’t terrible though

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