Today in class, our professor was cracking jokes about how he is a teacher and that he will never be able to buy his dream car because teachers don’t get paid enough let alone respected enough. He teaches because he loves to.
One of the international students from Qatar raised his hand and began in slow and broken English, “Teacher…In my country..” and then stopped speaking and nervously looked at our professor.
Mr. Hall laughs and asks him what’s wrong. The student looks down and says, ” In my country, teachers are so well respected. But here they are not. I don’t understand why. One time I went to class and greeted my teacher by saying ‘hello teacher’ because I respected her so much, that is what I was taught to do in my country. But she got angry because I called her ‘teacher’ and she yelled at me. I do not understand why. I got nervous just now because I just called you teacher…I thought maybe you would get angry too. I never know if it’s okay to refer to a professor as teacher anymore. Ever since then…I get nervous.”
We laughed because of the relieved smile he had afterwards from blurting it out. But it didn’t make his truth any less tragic.
You don’t have to give your professors an apple to show them you care. Just give them the simple respect that they deserve.
Old thinking is when you pressure a girl to wear the hijab, that she has very little understanding over, and saying that she’ll eventually grow into it. But then you are imprudent over that future time when she’ll be old enough to question it and what it really means to her.
So, its MIST Richmond day 1. I got this. Or so I have been telling myself for the past week. This week in itself has been so hectic. But alhamdulillah MIST is bringing together the community and all of those whom I love.
My friends and my sister are coming down to spend the weekend to show support, which means the world. ‘Cause honestly, as much as I love my friends here, nothing compares to the ones from home. The reassurance and comfort is incomparable.
And Osama is coming and I haven’t seen him in forever. So I can’t wait to sit in on his workshops iA.
I knew I wasn’t going to get sleep this weekend anyway, so might as well turn it into a sleepover right?