(Excerpt) Some months after taking off the hijab, you go to the halaal meat store. You say Salaam Alaikum. The two Arab brothers look at you, then at each other, and return a short, simple salaam. You know what this means. Without the hijab, they don’t know if they are safe with you, or not. […]
Ghost hunting gave my American identity back to me, in a way. For the first time in almost two decades, this Muslim girl started interacting with down home folks, with (gasp!) Republicans and even (double-gasp!) Tea Partyers. Ghost Hunters, the SyFy show, unveiled more than ghosts – it allowed me to rediscover the America within myself.