From a muslim  forum
 
 
Sister 1:
 Sister 1:
Assalaamu 'Alaikum. 
 I live in Pakistan, a Muslim country.  But I've no idea why it calls itself the Islamic Republic of Pakistan. It has no  right to do so. I study in a Muslim school that is totally against Hijaab! It's  even against the growing of beards! Girls are not allowed to wear shalwars till  they reach grade 7, which means they have to roam around in naked legs till the  age of 12 or 13! I tell you, it's a pathetic condition. If anyone's a lawyer  here, please help me in closing this school down!  (And I'm not  kidding)
 
I can't. That's the whole problem. You know my father passed away four years ago, right? So he was obviously the source of financial strength for my mom. After his death, my mom can't afford a new school.
 I can't. That's the whole problem. You know my father passed away four years ago, right? So he was obviously the source of financial strength for my mom. After his death, my mom can't afford a new school.
Secondly, there were only one and a  half years left since the day this incident took place. So my mom was like,  "You'll be leaving this school soon...(etc.)" And so I've been facing this  torture ever since. 
 And you know what, Ukhtee Muhajabah, my  school has the most pathetic uniform ever! I mean, you just won't believe it!  You'll cry your heart out when you hear about the width of the dupatta and the  tightness of the kurta. And the material is very thin; not transparent  (otherwise I would've pushed my principal into the battlefield), but quite thin.  And the dupatta doesn't cover anything! It's a miserable strip of cloth! She  (principal) has these stupid rules like 'the dupatta should not go beyond the  chest'! It seems that this is really a RULE of the school, because once my  dupatta was hanging a little below my chest...no, I think it was ON my chest;  and you know what the principal's daughter (head teacher) did? She grabbed one  of the ends from the back and pulled it so as to make my dupatta reach almost my  neck!  
 You know, this school is really going  to suffer the Wrath of the Almighty if it doesn't mend its ways soon. I mean, if  this were happening in France, then it wouldn't be such a big issue; but this is  a MUSLIM country. I even feel disgusted to sing the national anthem in the  assembly.  This Hijaab issue is one of the reasons why I'm so miserable in  school.
 I wasn't in the habit of wearing the  Hijaab until last year (December). I'd been thinking about Hijaab since June,  but I didn't have the courage to wear it, until December. So I went to my school  one day with a scarf on my head; only a scarf!! Not even covering my arms or  neck, but only my head! Girls were staring at me from everywhere in the  assembly. Alhamdulillah, I managed to carry on with the courage. When I reached  my classroom, my chemistry teacher (a Muslim of course) made me stand up after  we'd been seated. And you know what she asked me? "Did you take the Principal's  permission for this?" And I was shocked! I was dumbstruck! I couldn't say  anything except a lousy "No". I mean, did she mean that I had to take permission  for prayer, fasting and other pillars of Islam too?!!
 So anyway, I had no choice but to go to  the principal. She wasn't there, but her daughter was, who is the head teacher  of the school, and who comes next to the principal where authority is concerned.  So I entered her office, and I went like, "The chemistry teacher isn't allowing  me to enter her class unless I have your permission." And you know what she  said? O my God! The words she uttered are so obscene that I don't wanna repeat  them. But I'll say it anyway. She said, after a couple of seconds, "Has any male  teacher touched you (that you're wearing this)?"!!! Can you believe it?!! She  was out of her mind that day! Since that very moment, I began to cry (and I kept  on crying CONTINUOUSLY for two and a half hours!) You've no idea what she said  further. And she just went on with her nonsense talk. I don't wanna say  it.
 But anyway, if I am to tell you the  rest of the story in a nutshell, I had to go through the principal's lecture  after that (God! That woman really has some non-sensical logic): "you don't need  to wear your iman on your head, you need to wear it in your heart" as you said.  And then I had to go through the principal's daughter (the second one) and her  non-sensical logic. You've no idea the kind of remarks they (principal and  daughters) made! All kinds of sick and gross remarks that I don't wanna say.  
 And I even got to know that there were  many teachers who weren't allowed to wear the Hijaab as well. One of them shared  her problem with me; and the rest of the teachers who didn't wear the Hijaab,  their remarks and comments were so discouraging! Since then, I began to feel  disgusted in singing the national anthem, and I've stopped singing it completely  since a few months. The next day after that horrible day, I stopped wearing the  Hijaab. My mother even wrote a letter to them, telling them to reconsider. But  they were bent on their stubborn behaviour. And let me tell you something: These  people aren't bad from the heart; they believe in manners and discipline and  morality. But unfortunately, this morality is above the real Islam for them, cuz  they think that all Islam tells you to do is to keep your heart pure and clean.  So they wrote a letter to my mother in response, with all the manners and loving  kindness they could get/find in themselves. And guess what? When I told my  mother that I was going to sue this school, after she had read the letter, she  said, "No. it's going to be betrayal on our part." Ever since, she's been  against suing the school. They sort'a hypnotised her or something. Actually, my  mother too is the kind of person who believes in a "pure heart" first, and then  everything else. So that's why I guess she's telling me to let them go.  
 Your story was quite depressing,  Muhajabah. It refreshed my wounds. I pray that the Almighty helps you out in all  the good deeds that you wanna carry out, and all the other girls like me as  well, in whatever corner of the world they may be. Aameen Yaa  Rabb-al-'Aalameen!
 
 Sister 2:
when I was almost 12 years old, I converted to Islam, but since I didn't  have much knowledge about Islam, I still dressed like kufur. I wore short  pants... kay. about a year later, I started wearing long shirts under my uniform  shirt and long pants. Then I wore higher necked shirts. The next year, randomly  in the middle of the year, I decided that I was going to wear hijab, but my  mother stopped me. this happened multiple times, because she drove me to school.  One day, she decided to let me wear it, but when I got to my class, well, first  of all, I sat in my chair like usual, but the teacher was like, "go into the  hallway and I'll come talk to you." She ended up telling me that I was not going  to wear 'that thing' in her classroom and that it was against dress code. She  sent me to see the principal, who, without much discussion, decided that I  should sit in the office everyday all day long until I decide to "dress  properly. "The worst part was that I wasn't the only muslima there, and everyone  else wore hijab, I just wasn't allowed to and the teacher told me that it was  because I was white, and that white people aren't Muslims. So I sat in the  office all day, occasionally reading my Qur'an - mainly for support. 
 At the end of the day, some Muslim aunties came up to me - I was crying  because of the injustice done to me - they told me that I shouldn't wear hijab,  and all this unrelated stuff like "you don't need to wear your iman on your  head, you need to wear it in your heart" the worst part was that they wore  hijab, but they had only been wearing it for a couple of years, so this made it  even worse for me. I had not only the faculty yelling at me, but aunties were  yelling at me to. I still need to figure out how to forgive them. I forgave one  of them, but not the other one. It's really hard, especially since I went to  that aunties house (the one that I haven't forgiven yet) and she was telling me  how she can find American clothes that still cover. It was really weird. I think  she was trying to prove a point or something, but I'm not sure what it was,  because I was wearing American clothes too, but I might have been wearing a  skirt or something... but my other problem is that her daughter swims for our  school, and I think she probably encourages it - So she lets her daughter wear  almost nothing in public when she is swimming, and everybody can see her - even  males. Her swimming coach is male. It angers me.
 anyways, the next day of school, I didn't wear hijab, just like they  wanted, but I deeply regret it now. The year after that, I was at a new school,  but I was afraid to wear hijab there too. after ramadhan, I decided I would wear  it, so I did. some of the people were making jokes behind my back, I didn't know  what to tell them, there were other Muslims in my classes, and I didn't know  what to say. I didn't want to say anything that I would regret, and I kinda  thought they would stick up for me, but they didn't really. My mom picked me up  from school that day, and she yelled at me the whole way home, and was snatching  at me head. I cried the whole way home. I didn't wear it to school the next day.  The year after, I decided to wear it again, but I decided to go into it slowly.  I wore a dupatta around my neck and a small scarf on my head, that covered only  my hair and ears. A week later I wore hijab to school, and alhamduillah, I've  worn it to school every day since then, but I still need the courage to wear it  around my family. please pray for me.
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