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    "Suspect" For A Day

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    The author, who is not Muslim, wore a hijab for a day to experience what it is like. She faced stares and hostility, such as a supervisor glaring at her in a food establishment. This made her realize the discrimination that Muslims face on a regular basis.

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    The author, who is not Muslim, wore a hijab for a day to experience what it is like. She faced stares and hostility, such as a supervisor glaring at her in a food establishment. This made her realize the discrimination that Muslims face on a regular basis.

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    The author, who is not Muslim, wore a hijab for a day to experience what it is like. She faced stares and hostility, such as a supervisor glaring at her in a food establishment. This made her realize the discrimination that Muslims face on a regular basis.

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    'Suspect' for a Day

    By: Zally A. Almoradie, Contributor


    EVER wondered what it is like to be a "Muslim"? I was for a day. After a three-hour class one afternoon, I headed for Robinson's Place in Malate in search of the cheapest but chic white blouse for a debate that night. To my utter dismay, the guard checked my bag. I was shocked because I was usually allowed to pass through at once. Inside the mall, I noticed that people were staring. It was not really a surprise. Standing like a 5'6" goddesszilla, I am used to being stared at. But that was not the end of my troubles. No blouse had caught my fancy yet but my tummy was screaming for food. Since my driver sent a text message reminding me that my dad was going to use the car in an hour, I headed for the nearest food chain. But as I entered the establishment, I caught a supervisor glaring at me. She was not looking at my face but at my b**bs! What a total lesbo action. But her eyes conveyed an unusual message. They were filled with hatred. Like a thief I noticed too that she followed me as I looked for an empty seat. She behaved like a sales clerk who hovered around you and made you feel like you were there to steal something. I stared back, seething with anger. Then I realized that her eyes were fixed on my Hijab - a Muslim veil. At Manuel L. Quezon University (MLQU), which has a large Muslim student population, it is normal for students like me to see women wearing it. I had been given the veil on my 19th birthday by a Muslim pal and had worn it ever since. It had red and black checks. The woman stood behind the cashier, who pushed the wrong button on seeing me and stuttered as she asked for my order. I gave my order in English and casually zipped open my Lacoste blue leather shoulder bag. I withdrew a P1,000 bill from my purse and held it out for everyone to see. The supervisor rushed to the nearest exit while the cashier was now flashing a sweet smile. In the car, I sat in the back seat and devoured the food I bought. And I thought about how I would have felt had I really been a Muslim. *** Asia Africa Intelligence Wire | December 18, 2002 | Copyright | From Philippine Daily Inquirer

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