Wearing the Hijab
Honeybbz9 tells you what it's like to wear a religious clothing.
The hijab is a very beautiful hair covering worn by some Muslim women. A lot of people, ask why some Muslim women choose to wear the hijab. I would love to tell you guys about what it is like to wear one, as I have been wearing one properly for quite a while now being a Muslim. Before I start I would to like to say a couple of things.
Firstly I'm not a religious scholar, and I'm not the best Muslim out there. As a Muslim girl, I know that some Muslim girls choose not to wear the hijab when some do choose to wear it. I'm perfectly fine with that, and I have some Muslim friends who don't wear it. I do not put down any girl who doesn't wear one, because doing that would be showing a bad example of what Islam is. I believe only God knows someone true intentions, so I respect everyone regardless of whether or not you choose to wear the hijab. I'm not a judgemental person, and I will not bash any Muslim girl who doesn't wear one.
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I decided to write this article about a place and about an animal which I hold very dear to my heart; Gardening Club and a chicken. About a year ago, I was finding trouble fitting in. I'm the smart girl, the one who most people wouldn't be seen dead talking to, the one who didn't have a sense of style. There was, however, one girl who talked to me. Soon, we became fast friends. She told me about Gardening Club, bringing me along one lunch time to try it. She showed me the school chickens, the gardening beds, the fishes and the greenhouse. I was introduced to the supervisor, given a letter for my mum and told to ask her to sign it. The following week, I brought it back and was allowed to fully participate for the first time. I was kitted out with my own pair of steel-toe-capped boots, given a spade and joined in turning over the soil. It was then, that for the first time in months, that I felt that I had friends.
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