As a girl who wears a hijab in America, I know I look different. I don't overlook that, and I don't expect anyone else to, either. In fact, I am proud of the way I choose to dress - but I don't think that should have an effect on the treatment I get from the outside world. I am a fourteen-year-old girl with an odd sense of fashion and a passion for Pandora Radio, but I don't wear that, frankly enough, on my sleeve. Like anyone else, I expect the common courtesy of the benefit of the doubt. It's ignorance like what I experienced today that bothers me. People don't look to delve deeper into who I really am to make their decisions as to how they treat myself or anyone else who looks unlike they do. In fact, I'm sure that if that man had seen an Amish carriage outside of Hometown Buffet, he would have said the same thing. But getting past what he said, did anyone else notice the irony in what he said? Here is this old (I don't think he deserves the word elderly here), obese man in a wheelchair telling off a couple of upright 14-year-olds because their look is eccentric. Irony anyone? Also, I wish to thank everyone for showing the same reaction that I know myself and Asma did. I myself was hurt an shocked. From the way you comforted the two of us, one would think, looking at it from the outside, that he had insulted the entire group. A special thank you to Mr. Graham for approaching Mr. Santa Claus and to Mrs. Ariss for declaring our (slightly dramatic) leave. So I end with a thank you, guys. I love you :)
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