Happy Eid folks!
There’s some fucked up things happening lately. Here in Australia, we just elected a senator who wants a commission into Islam and wants Halal food to be banned.
I’ve seen a lot of bad shit happen in the past two decades. It’s pretty saddening, and there’s no way to avoid the hate that just seems to be everywhere. I don’t know what the answer is, to a lot of the trouble out there.
But I do know that hate never replaces love. Hate never fills the holes that are left when there’s a loss. Hate doesn’t keep you warm, or give you hope, or help you survive.
When I moved to Sydney, around 11 or 12 years ago, one of my first jobs was working at a small tutoring business, teaching kids Math and English.
One family in particular stood out to me, a young Islamic family. Their 5 year old daughter was my best student, and she was an amazing kid. Full of questions.
When their kids said goodbye, they always told the staff they loved them. It was incredibly cute and incredibly sweet.
I lost touch with them eventually, when I moved on to other things. But I’ll never forget them, as the first Muslim family I ever got to know. Beautiful people.
Every Easter and every Christmas, they’d buy presents for the tutors and offer season’s greetings. And we’d always wish them a happy Eid.