We learnt Islam in schools from Kindergarten. We memorized the short Surahs (chapters of Quran) and recited them like Christmas carols. We heard short stories of the prophets and day dreamed about them. And we studied the Seerah (personal history) of the Prophet at a very young age and it was our bed times storiesContinue reading “Memoir Part 3: Idols, Khor Fakkan, and Fujairah”
ith a look of despair, Jesus looked down at me from his big wooden cross that was mounted on the wall next to the principal’s office at the Rosary School in Abu Dhabi.
Electra …. My parents were living on a street called Electra when I was born in Abu Dhabi in the winter of 1976. Well, there is no such thing as winter if you are living the United Arab Emirates, but for the UAE residents, if you are not getting a heat stroke, then it isContinue reading “Memoir part 1: Electra, Blondes, and Snapchat”