This past weekend, I attended a fundraiser* put together by the Voice of Witness organization for their upcoming book on injustices after 9/11. The book will contain narratives of people in the U.S. who have had “issues” so to speak since 9/11. They are still looking for narratives to put in the book and that got me thinking…
I’ve been pretty lucky, Alhamdulilah.
As a hijab-wearing Muslim girl (or woman, whatever, still get confused as to when I should say girl vs. woman), I thought that by living in the Bay Area, I was shielded by a lot of the ignorance that exists in this country regarding Muslims. However, at the fundraiser they mentioned that they already had plenty of narratives from people in the cities. Maybe places like the Bay are not as bigot-free as I’d like to think.
Fortunately, I’ve been a-ok. Granted, I’ve gotten my fair share of gropings, um I mean, pat-downs by airport security and there was a really random incident in Redwood City but beyond that, just some stares, which, in all honesty, I rarely even notice (and just because someone is staring doesn’t necessarily mean they are anti-Muslim or anything).
Unfortunately, some haven’t had it quite so easy so donate a few bucks to Voice of Witness to help them with their upcoming book and get these narratives recorded and published. InshAllah, may all of the Muslims, Arabs, people who sort of look like they’re Arab or Muslim, have Muslim-y names, or people who just stayed out in the sun too long not have to continue to suffer any injustices here in the U.S.
*This fundraiser had me thinking… I really need to work on my social skills.