
I never thought that religion would have such a significance in school
until I decided to put my eight year old daughter in public school. I had been homeschooling here and she was getting to an age where she wanted to be near other children. In an environment that would be outside our make shift class room at home. However from the beginning things started out a bit strange.
A few hours after I dropped my daughter off at school I was interrupted during the middle of my morning cleaning routine. I was shocked to see at my door the school guidance counselor. She had stopped by to see how things were going for us. I didn't quite understand considering it was my daughters first day. I thought that perhaps there was a misunderstanding with some paper work.
" I was told by your daughter that you are Muslim, is this correct? She also said that she praysto Allah." she said.
I didn't know what to say other than the usual "yes" to a question that I'm often asked.
" So you don't celebrate Christmas then?" It was recent that I enrolled her for school.
" No actually we don't celebrate Christmas. Being as to how we are Muslim we don't participate in any of the celebrations. " Now I will tell you that i was placing emphasis on WE because she kept say "you" pertaining to me. She gave me a look of what I can only explain as complete and total disgust. She sat there for a few minutes looking around my home as if she were searching for something. This woman had no problem going over my living room at all. I don't know what she was looking for but she was defiantly looking. After a few more minutes she began rubbing her hands together and said,
" Well we at the school would like to help you out this year and provide your daughter with Christmas gifts, we like to be sure that all of our students receive something for Christmas."
Was this woman listening to anything that I had just said to her?
" No, actually we're Muslim. We don't practice Christmas."
" Well we would just like to help you out this year." was all she said. I couldn't for the life of me get her to understand that we didn't practice Christmas. She kept pushing the idea on me, like I was going to agree to celebrating Christmas. Finally, when we were able to get of the Christmas topic (which I had to give in and accept the gifts and donated to a local women and children's shelter.)
Again I was hit with another problem with our Muslim identity. A knock on my door in the morning and the school guidance counselor waiting in the cold rain. I thought to myself why me ? This time I was told that my daughter reused to say the blessing that the class said together before starting lunch. She tried to explain to the teacher that she said Bismillah not the regular Christian blessing that they did. She also refused to eat the ham and cheese sandwich that they had for lunch that day saying that they were not halal.
I tried to explain to the guidance councilor that being Muslim we didn't eat pork and we said Bismillah before we did things like eating. Once again my efforts were effortless. Some people really think that we are insane for our beliefs and practices.
Things were not going to be easy at all. I thought that being in public school would be easy and almost worry free. I have to send her lunches now because they have a eat everything on your plate rule at school. I don't think that it is fair. I feel like my child is being singled out because of her religion. I have been to the school several times and each and every time our being Muslim is always brought up negatively in the conversations.
We live in a small town that does not have any other Muslim Families and I could be sure that we are the only Muslims in the area.





