When people see a woman in hijab, they automatically know she is Muslim. There is a level of respect for her and her faith in the Islamic community. I do miss that part of being a hijabi. I feel like being uncovered and a black Muslimah, I constantly prove or verify that I am actually … More Non-Hijabi Woes
I used to really love the show Malcolm in the Middle, mainly because I identified well with Malcolm, the main character. The middle knows it all child, always looking at situations like how did I get here. I never really felt like I belonged anywhere, and just kinda felt like an outsider. I always somehow … More Muslimah in the Middle
You know I never took the time to introduce myself as a blogger, and just dived right into my content. I am the Misunderstood Afro Muslimah, navigating through my early 20s and making lifelong memories. I am a young black woman in America, and truly am bicultural. For a long time, I struggled with my … More The Misunderstood Afro Muslimah
Like most young Muslim children, I attended Islamic weekend school. Islamic weekend school is where I learned how to speak and write Arabic, as well as the Quran. An unofficial lesson I learned during my time in weekend school, was the culture of Islam, how it is much deeper than a religion, it is truly … More An Unfortunate Experience of Being a Black Muslimah
The Misunderstood Afro Muslimah 