Watching that, and trying to look at everything from their perspective, many of our ways seem so silly, or isolating. We really do cut ourselves off from each other, to whom we are all related in some way, and from nature far too much.
I watched a movie the other night called My Name Is Khan, a fictional story of a Muslim man with Asperger's whose stepson is killed in a racially motivated attack, and his journey to fulfill his angry wife's command to leave and find everyone in America, including the president, and tell them "My name is Khan and I am not a terrorist" because she believed that her son would not have died if she hadn't married him and taken the name Khan. The way his journey is depicted, the way it is presented from American Muslims' point of view, the ways that they have modified their behavior out of fear, and the prejudices that they face every day was startling. I wonder how much of it was true, and feel saddened at realizing that at least some of it is. The ending was cheesy, but the message was not.
Thank you Ms. CinnamonGirl for that video. It is enlightening.
It was so interesting watching them try things for the first time. And he ate butter by itself and thought it tasted like soap.
All my friends from other countries always said we have the best food.
But to me the most telling was the way they look at everything and comment with no bias because they are seeing it for the first time. I just thought that was fascinating.
