Me as An Extremist

One day my sister and I were invited to attend a family gathering to recite the Quran, my sister and I wore headscarves. On our way back home, we went to a shop and bought some stuff. Before us there were a couple of foreigners who stared at us disgusted, they talked to each other about us. “They must be extremists…yes…extremists…bla bla bla bla”,

Unfortunately these foreigners didn’t know that these two extremists understood well what they were talking about, they didn’t even bother to lower their voices when they were gossiping about us. My sister, the nice sweet polite girl in the family just grinned and stared at them politely. But not the bigger little rascal one, I stared at them, smiled and spoke clearly but cheerily,” Hell yeah we’re extremists so you should beware of us. Now get out off my face. Next time, be sure that your gossiping target doesn’t understand what you say.” My sister burst her laughter when she saw me dropped their jaws. Oops…..honestly I laughed out loud too watching how surprised they were.

Damned prejudice, so what if I want to wear headscarf? So what if I want to wear tank top? God, I wish those two foreigners by chance found my blog and read this one.

Lesson learned:

1. Prejudice does nothing good, but makes us shallow.
2. When we are not in our ‘place’ seek information about the culture before we blab out and produce nothing but shits.
3. Make sure when you are gossiping nastily about someone and it’s nothing to do with her/his personal capacity and merely based on your prejudice, s/he doesn’t understand what you say.
4. I should have behaved more appropriately instead of being impulsive ^_^