I could talk with people who were Muslim without the normal reserve they had. It seemed as though I was one of them, a person who understood and could be part of their group. What I found though was that they tended to be quiet and stay within their own groups by cause of the intense persecution that would come from random people in the hallway or store. After the two months of doing the research project, I collected all of the comments that I had received from people and saw a repetition in what people were saying. There were comments like “Oh, so you are a terrorist now?” or “So you aren’t as good as a man now because that religion is all about women 's oppression.” Other negative comments would call the religion barbaric as a result of groups like ISIS. People assumed I wasn’t from America because of the hijab- telling me to go back to my own country. The hatred and fear that seemed to come from some people was completely overwhelming. On the other end of the spectrum there were people who congratulated me for having going so far as to adopt the customs of the Muslim religion. I was called brave and a bridge. This meant that I was the connection that people saw from Muslims and
I could talk with people who were Muslim without the normal reserve they had. It seemed as though I was one of them, a person who understood and could be part of their group. What I found though was that they tended to be quiet and stay within their own groups by cause of the intense persecution that would come from random people in the hallway or store. After the two months of doing the research project, I collected all of the comments that I had received from people and saw a repetition in what people were saying. There were comments like “Oh, so you are a terrorist now?” or “So you aren’t as good as a man now because that religion is all about women 's oppression.” Other negative comments would call the religion barbaric as a result of groups like ISIS. People assumed I wasn’t from America because of the hijab- telling me to go back to my own country. The hatred and fear that seemed to come from some people was completely overwhelming. On the other end of the spectrum there were people who congratulated me for having going so far as to adopt the customs of the Muslim religion. I was called brave and a bridge. This meant that I was the connection that people saw from Muslims and