This blog is about me wearing the hijab as a child, experiencing racism and hating my religion because of it. However, I experience something even bigger and find my love for my hijab again. When I was a child I used to wear a head scarf. For those of you that may not know, a headscarf is a head covering worn by Muslim females as part of religious and cultural requirements. I was in primary school and lived in a white folk area. I think the 7/7 bombing had happened and tensions were up in the air. Class mates and other pupils in my school were angry and went as far as calling me the P word when I was at school. Heck I even had my head scarf tugged on and pulled off when I was at school. And when I was out in the streets playing outside at our local shops with my mum, people mostly men would point, make fun of us and call us names. I hated wearing a headscarf so bad that I would pretend to wear it at school. I did this by wearing it to and from school but remov...
