Revert Journey
1 min
The translator Who Found Allah in Pristina
Everyone in my anglican community thought I'd lost my mind. I'd never been more sane.
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In Egypt, a divorced woman is a tragedy. I decided to be a plot twist instead.
Everyone in my anglican community thought I'd lost my mind. I'd never been more sane.
It wasn't science that pulled me away. It was anger. And it wasn't theology that brought me back. It was grief.
Our first year nearly ended because of whose family to visit for Eid. What saved us was an imam who understood listening instead of lecturing.
Our first year nearly ended because of the mahr amount. What saved us was an imam who understood marriage counselling.
When the flood came, our community hall became the beating heart of the neighbourhood — no questions asked.
I spent 27 years searching for meaning in jehovah's witness. Then a stranger on a bus changed everything.
People keep asking me to choose between my culture and my faith. I refuse.
In a country where 0.1% are Muslim, I found the faith that answered every question.
At school I was too Muslim. At the mosque I was too Nigeria. I spent years feeling like I belonged nowhere.
Our first year nearly ended because of whose family to visit for Eid. What saved us was an imam who understood honest communication.
At school I was too Muslim. At the mosque I was too Australia. I spent years feeling like I belonged nowhere.
I've answered 'don't you get hungry?' approximately four hundred times. Here's my actual answer.