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muslim school usa young-adult историялюбви мусульманка отненавистидолюбви подростки подросток хиджаб школа

Школа, где всё снова начинается... Но для Аиша этот год стал новым испытанием. Это последний год в школе, но её жизнь стала намного сложнее. Аиша носит хиджаб, и это привлекает внимание одноклассников, которые её травят. Грубиянство, насмешки и чужое недоразумение о её религии и культуре не дают ей покоя, но она не сдаётся. В этой истории - о борьбе за себя, об истинах, которые не видны на поверхности, и о том, как важно быть верным своим убеждениям, несмотря на давление окружающих, а также о юношеской любви, которая усложнит её жизнь или же добавит новые краски.All Rights Reserved

muslim school usa young-adult историялюбви мусульманка отненавистидолюбви подростки подросток хиджаб школа

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#4 in highschoollovestory on 11/2/2020 This book starts off with the present time of a wedding and reveals a hidden love story Now, going to be married, Sairah reminisces about her past love story. Sairah's a hijabi... and life as a hijabi isn't easy at Kendale High School. Sairah is witty, sarcastic, modest and beautiful. She receives looks of admiration, and hatred because of her loyalty to her religion. However, one day someone takes things too far... Ahmed, the new kid was also Muslim and had just moved to LA. He's bold, charming, egoistic, handsome, and sometimes gets a little too in over his head. However, when Sairah's and his path clash insults are exchanged and so is flattery. Learn the eventual result of these two hot-headed Muslims and where life takes them... Both start off with a rather teasing and sarcastic friendship, but time leads them into something more-- something beautiful. "Now? Now I have to deal with you throwing all your hard work for a girl! A girl Ahmed! A girl!" He emphasizes 'girl' with annoyance and disappointment. I clench my jaw getting heated. "Dad she is NOT some girl okay! I love her and she loves me! She is more than just some girl!" I soften my tone, "dad I love her okay and I'm not leaving NYU because of her. I'm not even thinking about NYU for her. And for our future together." I try to reason with my dad who is shaking his head in disbelief. "Ahmed I know you care about her okay. There's nothing wrong with falling in love-- unless she's taking you away from your life plan!" My dad explains visibly frustrated. "Dad, it was never my life plan to begin with. It was yours!" I run a hand through my hair. **** ALSO, THIS STORY IS A TAD RELIGIOUS BUT IT IS FICTIONAL