Diary of an Islamic Child.

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Monday 1st September.

My name is Karina I am 14 years old. Today was my first ever day at my new school. I am a Muslim and in Britain there aren’t many schools for us to go to, so I have to go to a catholic school. In my past schools the other children didn’t think of me as different but that’s because we were young and children are children, but this time it was different.

 As I walked into school, I saw a group of girls laugh and point at me. I felt upset but I knew I was going to get this wherever I went! My Uniform was slightly different to the other students. I have to cover my arms and legs and wear trousers called Shalwar. This is one of our Islamic rules. I was shown to my class by the Headmistress, Mrs Shaw. I felt strange, I was the only coloured girl in the class. They all looked at me weird like I wasn’t a real human or something!

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I took my seat at the back of the class next to a tall, blonde haired girl; she smiled and introduced herself as Jenny. I was relieved that someone had actually talked to me! Maybe it would get better for me!

Tuesday 2nd September.

 Schools been very difficult for me today! The other students totally don’t understand my religion, some of them think its funny but the majority think I am weird and don’t belong there. Jenny’s being really understanding though, one of her friends is a Muslim so she’s very interested in my religion.

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