How I Ramadan

Hello friends! It’s Angel here and it’s been quite a bit since I’ve talked to you guys on here! Why I am here right now is because Ramadan started 12 days ago (wow has it been that long?!) and I’ve gotten quite a few questions about it on Twitter. So I thought I’d answer the questions on here and explain how I Ramadan. Hope you enjoy and learn a little something! Before we start though, I’d like to remind you guys that I am only one person and can’t represent the entirety of Islam….hence the “I”. Ok now let’s go:

  • What is Ramadan? What do you do in Ramadan?
    • Well in the simplest of terms, Ramadan is basically the holy, obligatory month of fasting for all Muslims around the world. The specific timing of it changes every year if you’re looking at the Gregorian calendar (aka the January – December calendar). In actuality though, it’s always the same month in the Islamic year and that month is called Ramadan (I wonder why….lol).
  • So, uh, how long do you fast? What is fasting?
    • The length of hours of when a Muslim fasts depends on where you are in the world but you also fast in between sunrise and sunset. For me, right now, I fast about 16 hours and 25 mins. During the time of the fasting, you are not allowed to have any food or water and yes, that even means no water.  You’re also not allowed to have sexual intercourse which, considering I’m nowhere near married, means nothing to me….
  • Is there anything else?
    • Yup! There are levels to fasting actually. Not eating, drinking and having sex is the first bar. The second bar is abstaining from saying, hearing, seeing, touching or doing anything bad. Some examples are: dressing modestly, not saying curse words, not watching anything bad *cough like Game of Thrones cough* ……That’s the level I’m at right now. I already dress pretty modestly, I don’t swear, don’t touch anything I shouldn’t (like wine or pork). The only thing I had to change was not listening or watching anything that included things that included excessive swearing/steamy scenes. That’s half why I rushed to finish my binge-watching of How To Get Away With Murder before Ramadan started. Now the third level is the like ultimate level and it’s that you pretty much think of nothing except God. I’m not totally sure how far that goes but it’s typically scholars who get to that level so I say ask the internet AND the Imam in a nearby mosque what that third level means…

Okay that’s it I believe. If y’all have any more questions, feel free to tweet/DM me! If I don’t know the answer, I’ll send you to someone or something who can hopefully help you. I also suggest you discuss any questions you may have about Islam with someone in a mosque or look it up in the Quran. Thank you guys, have a great day/night and tata for now!

~ Angel, Avid Reader

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Being A Muslim: An Angel’s Experiences

Hullo peoples! Sorry for the late post but today was so hectic….actually this week was hectic but never mind now as there’s a new post! YAY! Anyway, so this week is free theme week as you can tell and I know I said on Twitter I’d talk about the Jenners vs Malala but that’s actually going to be part of our theme next theme (did that make sense?). I won’t tell you what it is but I love it and I’m so excited for the post! Anyway, I love talking about my religion whenever someone asks me about it and I know you guys didn’t really ask me about it but I mean I’m not preaching. I’m just going to talk about some of my experiences with being a Muslim and a bit of my story. Now the biggest note/warning I have (and what is the biggest thing I stress) is that THIS IS MY STORY. NOT ANYONE ELSE’S AND IT IS NOT THE FULL AND TRUE REPRESENTATION OF ISLAM. If you want to know about Islam, the best thing to read is the Quran. If you can’t do that, check out a mosque and ask! I’m sure everyone would love to help you out (I sure would!). And that goes for whether you’re just curious or if you’re even thinking about converting or knowing more about your religion. Anyway, now to my story!

So I was born a Muslim and as far as I know, everyone in my ancestry has been a Muslim but don’t take me on my word on the latter bit. Anyway, so I grew up as a Muslim in western society which can be, as you can imagine, a little bit interesting. The reason for me why it was interesting was that I was usually the only Muslim PERSON in school. Not kidding when my family and I found out that a Muslim boy went to my middle school we became friends with them near immediately! They’re pretty cool but we kinda grew apart when they moved. Anyway, high school was interesting for me as now there were more Muslims and some of them were girls!! Now you all think I’m probably crazy for freaking about that but sometimes it was hard to grow up without Muslim friends in your school especially when you went to Sunday School and everyone there went to the same schools so they had people to talk to whereas I only saw them on Sunday! And holidays but you get the point. And that’s part one of my interesting Muslim experiences.

Part 2 was that though for the longest while I didn’t go to school with Muslims, my friends were pretty awesome about me being a Muslim. They didn’t make jokes, they knew my religion’s limits on some things and whenever it was Ramadan during the school year, they were always really careful about eating in front of me; making sure that even though I was sitting at the lunch table with them and wasn’t eating, that they were still okay to eat in front of me. In all honesty, that’s one of my favorite memories of my non-Muslim friends and religion. I remember I moved away and came back a couple of years later and when I was fasting during school one day, one of my classmates asked why I wasn’t eating and one of my friends who I grew up with knew that I was fasting for religious reasons and I’m pretty sure she said it before I did. Do you know how amazing that is? In all honesty, I was extremely lucky growing up; I know that there are many people out there some of whom were in my school, who would make fun of Muslims or anyone they thought was a Muslim just because of 9/11. So it felt good to grow up with such supportive friends.

Part 3 of being a Muslim goes to the unfortunate stuff. The jokes and the teasing. I’m not going to lie but there were some people in my life who I thought were friends of mine (none of these are people I talked about before) who I spent a lot of time with. One of them actually was someone I could have considered as almost a best friend. Unfortunately, for the first year that we were friends, I didn’t totally see how bad the jokes were. Yes, a couple of my friends would make jokes about Muslims and terrorists and I would get mad and tell them to stop and they said they would. But it happened several times. Each time I would forgive them saying that they’re my friends, they know it’s a joke, they said it would stop. The next year though something happened, I’m not sure what exactly, but it felt like someone took down the blinds and I saw everything wrong with it and after one joke I stopped being friends with the people who made jokes. I haven’t talked to them like I used to since (polite words have been exchanged but that’s because ya kind of have to) but I don’t regret what I did for a second. The only thing I do regret is spending so much time with them before instead of the people I now call some of my closest friends. Anyway, the experience did help me learn not to trust too easily and to be firmer with my anger when people try to make jokes about terrorism, 9/11 or Muslims.

This isn’t everything certainly but this is all I could think to fit at such a late time that would be of the most benefit and that wouldn’t be that generalist. All and all though, that’s some of my experience as a Muslim. I hope you guys did learn a little bit more, even if it was just about me, but remember this is just MY experience. This in no way is a true and accurate representation of Islam. Please discuss any questions you may have about Islam with someone in a mosque or look it up in the Quran. Thank you guys, have a great day/night and tata for now!

~Angel, Avid Reader

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I Went To The 9/11 Museum And Almost Cried: #NotMyPrejudice

Hello guys. Long time no see! So last Thursday I was in New York and one of the places I went to that day was the 9/11 museum and as I walked through and then left, all I could do was try to stop myself from crying…here’s the story:

So many of you know I’m a Muslim but if you don’t/are new, well, hi and I’m a Muslim. I don’t like to really advertise it but for this story it’s essential. Now back to the story…so like many others I don’t totally remember where I was on 9/11 as I was pretty young and I don’t have any family who lives in New York so for me, 9/11 wasn’t news to me until several years later. Ever since then, on the anniversaries, I’ve always been incredibly sympathetic and empathetic to those who were affected by the attack. But I had never truly thought of it as an everlasting attack on the world and future until I went through the museum. As I slowly walked through each “exhibit” and watched videos of the damage, heard and watched the news stories of the day, and heard people’s stories and tales, then went through and saw the exhibit on the terrorists, I felt like I was going to cry. (Note: as I’m telling you guys this, my eyes are tearing up again) I felt a little bit guilty to be honest. To be walking through a museum that was built around an attack by people who called themselves Muslims, I felt like I was violating something. I felt like I was being watched and that someone was going to come up to me and yell at me for something I didn’t do. And that’s so scary. And as I saw and thought all this I realized how monumental this attack is and how life-changing it is. I realized that I had believed that the hysteria around the attack and the hype would kinda die down after 10 or 15 years but I realized that day that the terrorists started a movement so much bigger than any of us. They created a day that began the hatred and prejudice against past, present and future Muslims who had nothing to do with the attack. They changed the viewpoints of so many people at the time and as those prejudiced people live on, meet new people and have kids, their viewpoints transfer to those new people and kids. They killed so many innocent people whose families now are missing someone or, God forbid, several people and now their memories, experiences, ideas, thoughts and beliefs are changed. And for those who died because of the prejudices against them, everything changed for them and their families and their lives too. And unless something major happens to counteract all of this, save for bringing back the dead, unfortunately, this won’t stop.

At first, I was just going to leave it at that and to just think about it but then I realized that if I wanted this stigma and these lives to hopefully change for the better I would do something. So I ask, tomorrow on October 31st, on Halloween, to use the #NotMyPrejudice and talk a bit about why this Muslim prejudice is so wrong, talk about how wrong ISIS is to be calling themselves Muslims or tell your story. Sounds so simple and so hard because most, if not all of you, aren’t prejudiced against Muslims so it sounds a bit dumb probably to say such an obvious thing but I’m hoping that some people might see this and change their minds and maybe this will evolve to something about other religions and races. Who knows, we could start a movement 😉

~ Angel, Avid Reader

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Hi everyone! So these next two weeks’ theme is on our favorite charity or charities. I, right now, have only one main charity that I wholeheartedly support. I mean I support other charities but my ears and heart pops up whenever I hear the word/acronym UNICEF.  This post I’ll be talking about how I got into loving them, what they do and what you can do to help and hopefully you’ll support them too!

So I got into UNICEF maybe 6 or so years ago around October. I know it was October because I found out about them (and began to raise money for them) when I heard about their Trick or Treat boxes which I’ll discuss more about later. I loved the boxes and younger me was really happy to be getting money from other people and putting it in the box to be given to UNICEF later. It felt like I was doing something for the world and at my age, that was a powerful thing as no one was going to take my opinion, help and ideas on other things. So the fact that I could somehow contribute in making the world a better place just felt incredibly awesome! And it still does!

Now, what UNICEF does really is help children and women in third-world countries get the medicine, water and education they need to at least survive. That’s pretty huge in my opinion because most people in America and other developed countries who have all the necessities, take them for granted. They don’t realize that there are people out there who have pretty much nothing and that in and of itself is very sad. So I’m incredibly supportive of UNICEF and their efforts.

One pretty fun thing that UNICEF does every October to help raise money is their Trick or Treat boxes. The idea is that on Halloween, instead of going around and filling up a bag or two with candy, you go around and fill up a Trick or Treat box or two (or more…they’re actually pretty small) with money. Then you give them to UNICEF through wherever you got the boxes from. You can get the boxes from your school/university, your religious place maybe Toys R US (it’s random but I think they do the boxes too). I love love love the idea. I haven’t been able to do the boxes for a little while because I just couldn’t find them but this year I’m making sure to at least get one from some place or another and I definitely suggest you do the same. I don’t really trade out candy for money but I do go around throughout the money and try to ask people for money (and throw in some of my own of course). So that’s an option for you guys too. I’m pretty sure everyone at least raises money throughout the month (sometimes in conjunction with the candy trade-off) so don’t worry about feeling weird doing it.

Anyway, if you want to check out more about UNICEF just click here! I hope you take a look at their website at least, see more of what they do and see how easy it is to support them! Thanks, have a great day/night and tata for now!

~Fantasy Angel, Avid Reader

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Hello everyone! So this week is a free theme week and I thought I would talk about #WonderWomanWednesday. I found out about it after a friend on Twitter was tweeting using the hashtag. I am not too clear about how/when/why the hashtag is around as it mostly seemed to just be pictures of Wonder Woman. That is not what I thought of (surprisingly) when I thought about #WonderWomanWednesday. Instead, my mind was brought back to my post a couple of weeks ago called Normalizing Supergirl and I thought it was a feminist thing.  When I actually clicked on the hashtag though and found out it wasn’t (as far as I could see) I was quite disappointed and let me tell you why:

Society/the hashtag was missing out on a very valuable feminist “promotion” opportunity. 

You probably know where I’m going with this but stick around anyway. So I was annoyed actually by this hugely missed opportunity and so I thought I would write this post and see if we can maybe take that opportunity. I’m thinking that maybe next Wednesday, everyone takes a picture of themselves (yes, you too men!!) and posts it on Twitter, Facebook, Insta (etc) with the hashtag #WonderWomanWednesday. Why do this and why guys too? Because feeling empowered is – and not too feel too basic but hang on – quite a powerful thing too feel. Yes it sounds dumb saying it that way but doesn’t it just feel awesome being in control and happy and powerful for even a short time? That wonderful feeling is what I want to accomplish with this idea. I will warn that being the private person that I will post a picture of an angel instead of my actual face but that’s more for personal, security reasons than because I’m a flake and horrible.

Now in lieu of this, I just thought of something you could post instead of/with a picture of yourself. If you are a private person/don’t like posting pictures of yourself, I challenge you to write why you are powerful and amazing with the hashtag. I am definitely going to do this. It may be out of your comfort zone to talk about yourself but do it anyway. I am certainly not going to judge and whoever does is not worth talking to in the first place.

Anyway, I encourage you to take part next Wednesday in this hopefully worldwide thing and who knows, maybe this will trend?! Thank you, can’t wait to see all your posts, have a great day/night and tata for now!

~Fantasy Angel, Avid Reader

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Let Me Help You by Mama Twitter

Hello everyone! It’s Mama Twitter (aka Fantasy Angel) here and this week and next week’s theme is Mental Health if you have not noticed. Today’s post will feature some tips to hopefully help you or anyone else with mental health problems.

Now to get started let me tell you why I call myself Mama Twitter. So about a month ago, I realized on Twitter that I was helping a lot of people and giving a bit advice. Some followers and friends also noticed and so we thought it was funny to call me Mama Twitter and now the name has stuck. Thus my alter alter ego is Mama Twitter, a person who you can most definitely come to anytime and talk to and receive advice from. In other words, I’ve become like those newspaper advice columnists except I’m online/on Twitter. Why am I telling you all this? Because, Mama Twittter/I am someone you can talk to if you need any help whatsoever or if you want to rant to me about anything thus becoming tip #1.

Tip #2 is for all those who have panic/anxiety attacks. Now this is only slight proven as I do this and, at my suggestion, a friend named Nicole K did it and it worked for the two of us but here goes. So when you get a panic attack you can do a couple of things and they are:

(1) think of things that make you happy and just list them off. If it helps to write them down to focus on them, do it. Just stay focused on that.

(2) reach into your mind and starting actively building up white walls, blocking out all the things that bother you (I do this one the most).

(3) take deep breaths and focus on something going on around you. Just like number two, block everything out except for that one thing.

Tip #3 is for those who have depression. What I suggest – and this is just advice, I’ve never truly been depressed – is to think of things that make you happy or could make you happy and do at least three of those things. If you have only one or two happy activities, try something new. Do something that is (potentially) enjoyable and then repeat it because even if you may not like it or feel happy the first time, you fake it till you make it and are happy. It may take a short time or a long time but just try it and see how you feel after doing it. Also, and I just saw this in a tweet from author , “Say one nice thing to yourself every day, even if it’s ‘You did a great job not murdering anyone today.'” Add little sticky notes around you saying nice things about you or about things you love, and maybe things will start to look up.

Tip #4 is for those whose friends, family or acquaintances are suffering from mental health issues. Some things to do to help are:

(1) don’t dismiss the issue in the first place. You may not see that your friend, relative or acquaintance is suffering from a mental health problem but if they think/say they are, then they feel that way and dismissing it only makes the one with the issue feel worse.

(2) ask what is going on and why they feel the way they do. It may be a simple problem with a simple solution that you can see clearly but feels too big for your friend/relative/acquaintance.

(3) support them in getting better. Try to help them get better for as long as it takes. And if it never does, then you will have still tried and that’s tons better than doing nothing and/or making it worse.

All in all, I hope I’ve helped at least one person today with this post and that you will take something away from this. I wanted to remind you before you leave that again, I’m here for you! Contact me whenever and I’ll definitely get back to you. If you read just a bit below, you’ll see links to my blog and other social media, and you can definitely contact me there. Seriously, please please PLEASE do not hesitate to talk to me or rant to me. I’m here to listen and/or give advice. Thank you, have a great day and tata for now!

~Fantasy Angel, Avid Reader

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Normalizing Superman

Last week I talked about Normalizing Supergirl and because of that, we’re talking about Men and Feminism. I, of course, am happy about that because I get a chance to do as I said in the last note in the post and write about Normalizing Superman.

We talk about Superman quite often in regards to men and strength. I mean, in many people’s minds, he’s the comic book epitome of strength and he’s one of the first people young boys and men look up to. We also use that when we talk about our fathers, brothers, friends, husbands and so on. On Father’s Day you surely see so many things that basically say, “My father is my Superman” and I love that because men should also feel empowered. Like The Feministas and I have said before, feminism is for everyone! Everyone should feel empowered and equal to one another. Unfortunately, that doesn’t stop people from saying that feminism is a feminine thing and that only women gain something from it. As a way to combat this idea and to help increase male empowerment, I encourage/challenge you to tweet, text, say, “You’re a Superman in every way” to a man/boy/guy. Actually, multiple men.

To further show you why this is needed, here’s another reason: everyone needs a little boost in their life. That seems like such a simple idea/problem that can easily be fixed but for guys it doesn’t happen as often on an emotional level. Men are taught that they need to be strong (like Superman) and to hide their emotions. Well, I say that is a horrible lesson. Thus, instead of just telling a guy they’re Superman, add on something extra to make it connect on an emotional level whether it be a hug or the extra words of “in every way”, anything works. And I know it sounds stupid and corny but it needs to be done because the idea that a man needs to be strong and ripped and unemotional is absolutely dumb to me. Thus, I believe that though I’m one in a sea of over 7 billion other people, I’m going to help change this and I hope you help me too. To help, take the challenge and tell multiple guys they’re Superman and then add on something like a hug or the extra words of “in every way” or “not just in strength”. Something.

Anyway, thanks, have a great day/night and tata for now!

~Fantasy Angel, Avid Reader

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Normalizing Supergirl*

When the word Supergirl comes up, what’s the first thought that pops in your head? Is it the new awesome show on CBC? A female version of Superman? Here’s another question: do you ever think about you? Yes, you. Sitting or standing right there, reading this post. What about you? Maybe you’re not a girl and you’re reading this, so do you think about your mother/sister/aunt/daughter as Supergirl? Either way, I bet it doesn’t come up often even with all the feminism lying around but it should.

And it should make sense.

There are about 1.01 males for every 1 female in the world according to the CIA Factbook and there are 611 female superheroes add or take a few. Now those statistics are pretty good in terms of the fact that there are a lot of females superheroes that people can admire. However, even though women make up about half the world and there are a ton of superheroes, women don’t usually get enough credit, and I’ll be honest with you, I don’t know 98% of the female superheroes out there. So let’s be honest here, it’s a bit hard for those who read or like comics and such to feel like they’re getting representation. Thus I bring the idea/question to you (which is certainly not new), why isn’t being a mother counted as a female superhero? Why isn’t a regular girl/woman counted in that? Why do I have to have radioactive powers to be put on that list?

The answer: because we talk the talk but we don’t walk the walk.

That’s all. Yes, we say being a mother is amazing; it’s its own job for Pete’s sake! Yes, we say just being a woman is amazing because we put up with a lot. But do we truly show it? Save for mother’s day and birthdays, women aren’t shown that much love. We are sometimes dehumanized, sometimes made to feel less than, and most of the time, the idea of being woman, is just ignored in every day life. As long as you can eat, sleep and work, no one really cares that you’re doing anything else, being anything else.

Therefore I’m here to say that we should actually normalize Supergirl. That we shouldn’t just say on Mother’s Day or birthdays, “you are amazing; I love you!”; we should say it all the time. We should show it all the time. Acknowledging that a woman is a superhero doesn’t seem like much in thought, and probably hasn’t come up in your mind that much if at all, but it very much does. In all honesty, if someone – a random stranger – came up to me and said I was a Supergirl or if I overheard that being said to somebody else, I would be extremely happy. You know why? Because recognition is amazing; being acknowledged for your hard work is a great feeling and shouldn’t be taken lightly. That’s why I challenge you today to tweet, text, say, “You’re a Supergirl/Superhero” to a woman. Multiple women. And then see for yourself how wonderful those words can be. As a society, we need to normalize Supergirl and it all starts with you.

Thanks, have a great day/night and tata for now!

~Fantasy Angel, Avid Reader

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*Note: yes this post is about women, but even if you’re a guy, you deserve the same and don’t worry, I’ll post about that soon! 🙂

Ginny Weasley: Not A Secondary Feminist

*Warning: Spoilers Ahead*

Ginny Weasley hbp promoWhen this week’s topic of feminist female protagonists came up, I did not immediately think of Ginny Weasley. To be honest it took a bit to think of anyone except Hermione Granger, but I got there and inspiration struck.

I’ve always thought of Ginny Weasley as second to Hermione Granger in terms of being a feminist. However, now, as I think more about it, I’d like to think that Ginny was, in fact, the original feminist in the Harry Potter series. Let’s take a look through some examples and myths together and I’ll show you why:

  1. First reason she was the original feminist started because Ginny is a girl. Of course this meant she was underestimated throughout her entire life, even by her brothers. For example, when she joined the Gryffindor Quidditch team as Chaser, everyone was surprised because she had never been really good when she played with her brothers. She practiced though on her own and went on to become a player for the Holyhead Harpies.
  2. When it came to dating, she wasn’t happy when Ron told her that she dated too many boys. In response she basically said that she wasn’t going to be secretive about it and there was nothing to be ashamed of.
  3. WeasleykidsBeing the youngest of seven and having all her older siblings as brothers meant that she stood up for herself and didn’t let the fact that she was a girl get in the way of anything. She could hex you to China if you picked a fight with her. She was a strong, independent woman who was equal to the boys in strength and she wouldn’t let anyone tell her otherwise.

Something, though, that people think discredits Ginny as being a feminist is that she pined over Harry Potter for years. That my friends and acquaintances does nothing to discredit her being a feminist for several reasons:

  • being a feminist doesn’t mean you are heartless or cold to men; you can still like them. If the former were true then pretty much every woman who says they’re a feminist would be wrong because most everybody isn’t heartless or cold to men. Thus, Ginny can still like Harry Potter and be a feminist.
  • when she realized he didn’t return her feelings, she didn’t hate him or put him down. Instead she dated other people and grew up to be a strong woman that Harry Potter fell for.

So all in all, I believe Ginny is/was the original feminist; she’s a strong, independent woman who believes in being equal to the boys. What do you guys think? Do you think Ginny is the original feminist or not? Let me know what you guys think in the comments below! I want to hear what you guys say! Thanks, have a great day/night and tata for now!

~Fantasy Angel, Avid Reader

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