Waking each morning became something that made me hate sleeping at night, the end of the day I could handle its pains as it was past me but the fear of what…
Category: Life Stories
Morocco Isn’t all Desert !
Morocco is a beautiful country, Autumn, winter, summer and extreme summer are the 4 seasons here. Where I live which is literally the middle of the desert with the most beautiful rich…
Victim Of Abuse- Please Read
I received a disturbing call from a sister who was beaten by her husband. He, unfortunately was drinking alcohol and became enraged at his wife. Her Husband has since been arrested…
My Childhood Abuse- Part 4
The new beginning I thought I had was snatched away before it even began. My mother now has a new boyfriend as she is consumed in her work and private life my…
My Childhood Abuse- Part 3
Settling into a new home, new school and trying to start over with what felt like a new life. Not thinking or speaking about anything that happened the year before because this…
My Chilhood Abuse -Part 2
In the car again on a warm day sun above us as we drive, shhhh! my mum blurts out as she turns the news louder on the radio. I look silently out…
My Childhood Abuse-Part 1
When I was a little girl my father finally got me that black and white dress I was begging him to get for months for my 5th birthday. Finally it was mine…
Fear of Hijrah
Many times people asked me how I made hijra as a single mother. I honestly don’t have some amazing answer that can explain why I did what I did without fear but…
Heading North!
My journey to help locals and orphans in Morocco recently took me to the North of Morocco. I found the situation there is as dire as it is in the south with…
Most People Don’t Know- Eid
Many times when people mention Eid they remind us its a day of joy and happiness, to wear nice clothes and enjoy ourselves no matter what else is going on at that…
Wanting To Not Want
When I was young girl I use to want the normal things girls want, dolls, dresses, colour pens and a loving home. Apart from my traumatizing childhood I would say I wanted…
Womens Welfare Morocco
Women’s welfare centers in Morocco, I know you brain is shocked that they exist here. Actually they don’t, so yes your initial shock and disbelief was correct. I have published on social…
The Life of a Widow in Morocco
My journey around Morocco, from city to city, mountain to shoreline has always had one thing in common. Poor people, poor widows and orphans that live such basic lives void of…
Moroccan School, Lets Make a Change!
Recently I came across this school where the kids are literally wearing gum boots to school. The headmaster obviously felt shame but wasn’t very apologetic about it. The kids toilets is full…
Support Girls and Womens Education
Recently I have become more aware of how much women here are uneducated, granted the education system is very flawed as is apparent in my previous posts but many girls just simply…
I Dont Want to Die!
Today as I sat in my car watching the rain dripping onto the window I turn on the windscreen wipers and see the dirt smear across the screen. Slowly the dirt…
The Neighbour My Smiling Friend
The past few days I have been absent from the internet world after having a very real experience. READ HERE I previously wrote about the extreme weather here and briefly explained the…
Moroccans Dying From Cold
The brunt of winter has started just when everyone thought it would warm up. For a week we have witnessed snow in places that it hasn’t snowed for more than a decade….
Letter From Your Ex-Daughter
Driving home and looking at the mountains I stop to take it in with awe. How amazing are they created so perfect and huge. Who would think they could crumble? Who would…
The Truth Living Among Muslims- Life as an Ajnabiya
Living life as a revert discrimination is nothing new to me. My family, non muslims and even muslims all discriminate against reverts and even other born muslims. Many times people ask me…