Cool Houses

About 1.5 more weeks until we leave to BD (Bangladesh) InshaAllah. I'm so excited!!! We still haven't finished packing though. I think I know what I'm gonna wear. A red shelvar kamis with thin vertical black stripes, a white shelvar, a white hijab and a black under piece.

Actually, cross that out. That would look HORRIBLE with my bag and carry-on. I have to wear something black or white or green or pink or some other color that would look good with green and pink polka-dots. I have to wear a cotton dupatta-style hijab because, man, is it hard to keep your hijab on right in the plane. I mean, 13-15 hours straight with no breaks. Kinda uncomfortable, don't you think?

Well,  the seating for the plane is like this:

3 seats               4 seats                3 seats

We get 5 seats, so we got the middle 4 and one from the 3. I hope I get 2 sit there most of the time. And I hope the people sitting there are women.

I'll probably watch movies most of the time. I'm gonna try to get the book The Hunger Games. At least, there is a book, right? I want to read it before watching the movie.

We're looking for a bigger house to move in. We need one. With so many people, it's kind of impossible to live where we are now. I wish we could get a house like this one

with this in the back

But that's impossible.

My poor poor little brother has a cold. He's crying. Poor him. I feel bad. I just can't wait to leave though. My cousin and I decided that we're going to use one of those cheap hair colors to dye our hair for 3 days. What color do you think I should do? I love the maroon/magenta this girl has, but my hair is dark, so I'm not so sure it would work for me.

I have to do my Quran now. Surah Hud inshaAllah. 

A Muslimah

How are your days going? What books are you reading?

1001 Inventions

So, we had a field trip yesterday. The only really fun part was the transportation. Well, here's how our trip went:

Walk to train station
Take train to Union Station
Take Subway to some street
-I wrote my initials and the date on the back of the seat on the subway. call it vandalizing, but, I think there were enough scratches on there anyway

Take Bus to another street (I stood, it was fun)
Walk 2 blocks to Museum

So, they said that we would do a "scavenger hunt" at the field trip. I was like, What? But, nevertheless, I was happy, because I love scavenger hunts. But when I find out what it really was, I was stumped.

The principal divided us into groups. I had about 3/4 good people and 2 horrible useless people in mine.
So, she gave each group a packet with questions. We were supposed to see the exhibit and answer the questions in one hour. Whoever's team finishes the most questions wins.

Little did I know how horrible this would turn out to be.

We were too busy trying to finish our packet to really pay close attention to the stalls and have fun. I was running around like crazy. Then, in the last 3 minutes, some boy comes up to one of the boys in my group and tells him  that, "that book over there has all the answers." We run there and only come up with 3 other questions before its time to leave. I knew it was cheating, but how much could we finish in 3 minutes? When it was time to leave, I was fuming mad. One of the other teams had one because they looked in the book practically the whole time and finished the WHOLE packet. So, you can understand how I felt.

Well, after that, we were SUPPOSED to eat in the huge rose garden they have in the back (at least, that's what they told us) but we ended eating on typical, old, black lunch benches. By this time, I was about to over flow. Until the thought came to me that we might miss the train and come to school late, (we were supposed to be at school for an hour), therefor, not having to do any school at all. That kept me patient.

So, we then we walked to the bus stop
-I counted each step. Ended up with 5004
we took the bus to the Union station
we waited for the next subway (we were late)
-we played telephone there
we took the subway to the train
we took the train to a different train station in the city (the other one would be coming too late)
the teachers at school came to pick us up.


So, I guess it was a pretty good trip AlhamduliAllah. I can't wait to go to 6 flags at the end of the year though. I hope my father lets me inshaAllah.



A Muslimah





How have your days been? Gone on any trips?

OMG/A

OMA I am so sorry all fellow blog readers i haven't been posting for the longest time ever. I had so much work  to do for school, and I'm actually doing my homework now also.

Well, good news:


WE FINALLY GOT OUR TICKETS FOR BANGLADESH!!!!!!

The only bad thing is that from here to Dubai we'll get front seat 1st compartment but then from Dubai to BD we'll get front seat second compartment. But, at least the majority of the trip will be in the first one inshaAllah. We'll be leaving on December 8th and we'll come back January 14th inshaAllah. I'm ssssoooo happy. We're gonna have so much fun inshaAllah.

I finished reading The Giver like, a LONG time ago but, as it is, I haven't written in my blog since a LONG time ago. But, the book is so sad but happy at the same time! When they revealed what Release was, I was on the verge of tears. It was just horrible! And when they describe Jonas's travel to Elsewhere and how they felt and looked my heart was just torn apart for the poor boy and toddler.

I do wonder what happened to The Community though. Did the plan work? And was Jonas able to find his place among the people of Elsewhere?

I want to read the next book, Gathering Blue, but, I highly doubt that it has anything to do with Jonas or The Community. But still, I'd love to read it.



My uncle came over for 5 days from BD. It was so fun. But this really weird thing happened too. My uncle had this old friend who's house he came and stayed in 10 years ago. So, of course, he had to visit again. I wore my black abaya with pink rosebuds there (the one from Dubai). The couple had one older son and one girl in 6th grade. I chatted with the girl. She seemed nice enough for a Muslim in public school and parents who barely practice Islam. At one point she asks me:


"So, umm, do you, uuh, where that all the time? Like, at school and everything?" She gestures at my abaya.

"No, actually, I wear other things too. I just wore this 'cuz I wanted to, it's my favorite, and we were in a rush and everything."

"Oh."


So, to fill in the blank spaces, I asked her when she wakes up for school. 7:00, she said. She asked me when I wake up. I answered "6:00, because I have to pray Fajr and everything."

"Oh ya, FAJER. I pray that too. I actually just learned today!!!"


I was like, cool!  but, I mean, seriously? I MUSLIM 6 grader learning how to pray?????


Then, later on, she's talking to me. This is what she says:

"It's really weird like how kindergartners like each other and, like, how high schoolers like each other. Kindergartners are like, 'He has a dog, and I have a dog, that's why I like him!' and with high schoolers, it's like, 'He's so hot! Did you see his abs?'"

By this time, I had gotten a little uncomfortable and had started fidgeting in my chair. I cleared my throat and croaked out a "ya"

She didn't seem to notice. She kept on talking about crushes and everything until she comes to this part:

"So, I told my mom about my Bengali crush (meaning, she has two crushes, one Bangladeshi and one non-Bangladeshi) and she was like, 'Oh, your crush is coming to that party! You should dress up nice!'"

I don't know what my expression was like then, but, I could NEVER imagine my own MOTHER saying that to me. So, I just kinda smiled and let out some air from my mouth, hoping that it could pass for a laugh.

And then came the inevitable:

"So, do you have a crush?"



What I said in my mind:       What do you think of me? I'm wearing abaya and a hijab, and I'm gonna have a CRUSH? Well, she doesn't know that it's not allowed, I guess, but her parents should have taught her something. And, even if I did have a crush. I barely know you for and hour!!! And I'm gonna go babbling about some boy that I like? This is so totally weird.


What I said out loud:          Umm, no, I don't.



Her reply:           Oh.



So, you can understand how relieved I felt when we left the house. My dad was relieved too. I think so was my uncle. I don't supposes that he thought his old friend would turn out to be like that.






Well, for Eid, my aunt came over. My uncle had left two days before though. So, he left the Eid money with my dad. So, altogether, on Eid, I got $60 AlhamduliAllah. Pretty good for a girl who barely ever gets eidy.







We got this pretty strong bull for Qurbany. Qurbaany. Qurbanii. Whatever. But for the slaughtering. We kept it in a nursery over night and the next morning it got mad and ran away in the nursery. And that place is like  a JUNGLE. The people called my dad and were like, "The cow got loose!!!" But, nevertheless, they caught it. But then it got loose AGAIN and ran into the street. They caught it once more (Thank Allah) and then slaughtered it.


We are gonna go to the LA ScienCenter to see the 1001 Inventions from school on Wednesday inshaAllah. We're gonna take the Amtrack!!! I'm so excited! I've never been on a train before.



Well, I have a big Quran test today, so plz pray that I pass inshaAllah.



Salaams!





A Muslimah