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Diary of an Islamic Child.
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Monday 1st September. My name is Karina I am 14 years old. Today was my first ever day at my new school. I am a Muslim and in Britain there aren't many schools for us to go to, so I have to go to a catholic school. In my past schools the other children didn't think of me as different but that's because we were young and children are children, but this time it was different. As I walked into school, I saw a group of girls laugh and point at me. I felt upset but I knew I was going to get this wherever I went! My Uniform was slightly different to the other students. I have to cover my arms and legs and wear trousers called Shalwar. This is one of our Islamic rules. I was shown to my class by the Headmistress, Mrs Shaw. I felt strange, I...
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