In America Last October, my older brother and were at Madison Square Garden watching the Nicks season opener against the Miami Heat. We both were ecstatic because we have never seen a live sports game before. At the end of the night, after the Nicks first win of the season, we were leaving Madison Square Garden. Soon after we left, a group of Middle-Aged men started to follow us. Slowly they caught up and were only a few feet behind us. At first we thought that we were being a bit paranoid but soon after the group of men began to badger us.
They started to throw beer at us and began to make racial remarks. They were saying things such as “Muslims aren’t welcome in America” and one Of the guys said to his friend “Be careful they might blow us up”. Many people witnessed the situation at hand and did not even once try to intervene. We didn’t know why they were doing this to us as we have never seen them or spoken to them ever. We started to run to the train station and thankfully there was a police officer standing there. We tried to explain what happened but he didn’t want to hear any of it and told us to leave.
He then intended to read his newspaper. We both knew that there was nothing to do so we took the long train ride home. May 2nd, 201 1 is one day that I will never forget. I woke up as it was raining heavy and knew it was going to be a bad day. I turned on the news and the headline was “Osama Bin Laden shot and killed in Pakistan”. I had many different feelings when read that. Was overcome with relief knowing that the man who killed thousands and thousands of people is now dead. Called my friend and told him what happened. He had the same exact reaction.
Later on, we both walked to school together. As we walk into first period class, all eyes were on me including the teacher. I didn’t know what was going on. I took my seat and began to copy notes. No later than 2 minutes, a white kid called out my name and said “I’m sorry for the death of your father”. I was appalled because my father is alive and I didn’t know what he was talking about. He then threw a copy of the New York Times with the headline “Osama Bin Laden Dead”. My heart dropped as I know knew what he was talking about.
Everyone in the class pursued out with laughter. I turned around to see y friend laughing hysterically. I felt like my heart was going to explode through my chest. Walked out of class and went home. I will never forget that day. December 27th, 2006 was the day that my family and were traveling from Saudi Arabia to Pakistan. We all were feeling fortunate and well-chosen because we had completed the sacred pilgrimage called Hajj. We were in the airport very nervous and anxious because we were going to see our Family and Friends in Pakistan that we haven’t seen in many years.
We were about to board the plane when the gate keeper told us to step aside. Out of all the people that were boarding the plane they took us aside and started questioning my father. We didn’t know what was going on. Many hours later, we were reunited with my father. He told us that they were questioning him. They asked questions like “Why are you going to Pakistan”, ‘Who are you going to be staying with”, and “How long do you plan on staying there”. Couldn’t believe that this just happened to us. December 12th, 201 2 was the day my relatives from Pakistan flew into the United States to visit us.
As it was their first time in the US, my family decided o take them into New York City to show them some sights. We all drove to the World Trade Center. Once we got there, we decided to get out and see the building. It was beautiful and lit up. There was a crowd of people there with their families taking pictures and enjoying themselves. My cousin is a photographer and he wanted to go around taking pictures of the World Trade center. My whole family wanted to take a picture in front of the building just like everyone around us was doing.
My relatives are very traditional so they wear the traditional clothing from Pakistan. Everyone began to stare and it Was a very uncomfortable feeling. Soon after We had taken the pictures, a few police officers approached us and I began to have a troubled feeling. They tell us that they need to go through the pictures we took. They see that it was many pictures of the WIT. Could tell that they had a suspicious feeling. They began to hassle us and ask us questions. My uncle became angry and started shouting. A few minutes later, a detective came up and took my cousin and uncle to the precinct.
My family and couldn’t do anything but watch them aka my uncle away. My aunt and cousins began to cry. We get the precinct later on and pick them both up. My cousin and uncle told us they were investigating them because they were taking photos off the WIT and it looked really suspicious. After much explaining, they were both let go. I couldn’t believe it. There were many other people around us taking pictures but my family was the only people that they questioned. In conclusion, racism against Muslim people happens every day. Ever since 9/1 1, people have a more racist attitude toward Muslim people.
It just doesn’t happen to me, it happens to mostly every Muslim in America. This is very bad and it has gotten out of hand. People need to wake up and realize that. There are many ways we can stop this. All of the examples portray racism against Muslims in America and I hope that in the oncoming years that I don’t have to worry about people calling me racist names and being discriminated against. Many pictures of the WIT. I could tell that they had a suspicious feeling. They and it has gotten out of hand. People need to wake up and realize that.