Raising Proud Black Muslim Children
It was barely 5 minutes into our 30-minute drive home from school, when the kid that is in our carpool announced that there is a Confederate flag in the school's library. I keep my tone causal because I do not want to scare him or Hafsa and I need answers without them thinking I'm upset… Continue reading Being Black in a Muslim School
"What do you want for dinner?" I asked the Kid. She replied, 'Empanadas'. I was surprised because I didn't think she knew what they were. We have never eaten or made them before. But I agreed to make them. A few days later, I did. While eating dinner, I asked her why she wanted to… Continue reading Black Muslim Representation Matters
My Dearest Hafsa, Nine years ago today, Allah blessed me with you. I am forever thankful that you are my daughter and I have the privilege of being your Mom. Like most parents, I have a long list of prayers, wants and hopes for you. The most important thing I want and need you to… Continue reading Open Letter to Hafsa
