Love from A to Z

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I promised Mom and Dad I wouldn’t make a scene, so I’ve kept my responses limited to unrelenting smiles, but now… I think it’s time to get to her.

Love from A to Z highlights the macro and microaggressions that Muslim people especially face on a daily basis. It’s hard enough when you know you’re unwelcome by strangers who know nothing about you; it’s harder still when it comes from people you want to be friends with. It’s awkward and uncomfortable, and I really admire Zayneb for always standing up for what’s right despite all of that. You mean, Shut up, Zayneb! Don’t make a scene, Zayneb! I put my hand on the door handle. Can I get out? I’ll just walk home like I always do." But at this moment, I let the glee light me up inside— Ayaan has stuff—which meant we’d be taking Fencer down soon. I’d already told her I wanted a part in it.It wasn’t a threat! It was about getting him fired. And the knife was a butter knife. I was just about to draw the fork. I frowned at the front of Alexander Porter High with its ugly green double doors. For a long time, I thought my decision to take off my hijab was just that—I wanted to, so I did it. But the truth, I think, is that I didn’t want to be made to feel the way I felt in that room ever again: confused and hurt and lonely and so hideously helpless. Laughing along when I was the butt of the joke because I didn’t know what else to do. Even as young as I was, I knew—acutely and with grief—that life had enough hard edges without someone seeing the scarf around my head and deciding I was less than they were. I was a queer brown Muslim immigrant—I didn’t want to give the world more reasons to disdain me.

Love from A to Z is one of the most unapologetically Muslim books that I’ve ever read, and I’m so glad it exists. It resonated in chambers of my heart I’d never known existed. There is still an expansiveness in my chest that reminds me of how important voices like these are, for readers like us. This feeling is a language all its own: to reach and find, to be reached for and found, to belong to a mutual certainty. I wilted in the chair beside Mom. She glanced at me, worry flitting her own eyes, so I shot her a pained look: Say something. Then she rolled her eyes and whisper-swore again when I took a long moment to get up from my aisle seat to let her in. Adam and Zayneb meet in the airport on the way to Doha, where Adam notices that they have the same type of journal, in which they record marvels and oddities. It seems fate is pushing them together when they find themselves intertwined in each other's lives.

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Holding up my threatening note, Kerr outlined, for Mom’s benefit, what I’d done, while I stayed mute, staring so hard at Fencer’s shoes, willing two holes to be burned in them, that he shifted uncomfortably a few times.

Kerr repeated Eat them alive? two times, the second time in a higher-pitched voice, and I pictured Kavi’s face, dark hair parted at the side, thin brown arms crisscrossed over textbooks affixed to her chest, her lips doing that barely there smile she does. Mom and Dad looked at each other and exchanged weird expressions, in between amusement and disbelief. Then Mom spoke. The only flight you can take has a layover in London. I’m a bit worried about that. And was there something that these countries had in common? Come on, people. Someone other than Mike? From William C. Morris Award Finalist S.K. Ali comes an unforgettable romance that is The Sun Is Also a Star meets Anna and the French Kiss, following two Muslim teens who meet during a spring break trip. Love from A to Z is written in dual perspective, as diary entries in the form of “Marvels” and “Oddities” from both of the main characters’ journals which made the narration introspective and reflective and I loved that about it. There were also a couple narrator interventions that added such a nice touch to the book, further solidifying the fact that these are journals excerpts combined into one book. It also gave it somewhat of a fairytale feel.Well, technically you can do any culture you’re familiar with. But you must do this culture, Turkish—or actually Islamic—as the comparing culture. Zayneb is a bit hot headed, but passionate and driven to succeed and accomplish and you will find it easy to root for her and understand her struggles as a hijabi muslim women. She is determined to not stand for injustice and to use her voice when it matters. While Adam, the ultimate sweetheart, balances her out perfectly, being more stoic and calm. Both him and his relationship with his younger sister Hannah are adorable. The fact that he also is a convert was wonderful and I liked how that was included in the story. Adam's struggle with coming to terms with his illness, but still wanting to live life at it's fullest and find his place in this world was very heartfelt. Then, two years ago, when Mom and Dad had stopped this rudeness, I began not to care that they’d called me an angry baby.