Seeing Amira so at ease and understood by the Las Labass girls made me realize something I had never really given any thought to in OG and other remakes. The Sanas are always shown as someone caught between two worlds, with the girl squad representing one world and the Jamillas the other. But that’s nonsense. The actual other world would be Morocco (in Amira’s case), or maybe the parents who are first gen immigrants. But the Jamillas are in the exact same situation as the Sanas. The same goes for the Eliases and the Yousefs. They all have to bridge the divide between two or more worlds. And maybe they will end up in different places on that bridge, because not everyone cares about the same things and has different red lines. But the experience and the struggle is the same.
And what really bothers me about having Jamilla represent “the other world”, is that it sets up this dichotomy between good Muslim and bad Muslim. I’ve met this attitude in so many white centrists and liberals (obviously for the right there’s no such thing as a good muslim). Many people seem somewhat fine with Islam, but only if it’s not too much. The Sanas are okay(ish), since they party and mainly hang out with non-muslims. The Jamillas aren’t integrating enough. This line of thinking is what gave us the label “moderate” Muslim, which is a term that annoys me to no end. Islam is fine, but only in moderation. Don’t you dare devoting yourself to your religion. But guess what? The problem with extremists isn’t too much Islam, but that they have a messed up idea of Islam.
Anyway, all this is to say that I am very happy that skames understands that giving Amira Muslim friends does in no way undermine the points they’re trying to make. It’s realistic and allows for more interesting conversations about how to navigate being Muslim in a western country. And there’s no right answer, no one-size-fits-all approach.
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I wanted to tell them that she was the first human being aside from my mother who had ever made me want to talk about the things that scared me. I wanted to tell them so many things but I didn’t have the words. so I just stupidly repeated myself. “jamilla is my friend”.
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you were my angel in 8th grade
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