When sixteen-year-old Amal decides to wear the hijab full-time, her entire world changes, all because of a piece of cloth…

It shows how awfully scared Amal is to wear the hijab, something She chose and wants to do, because of how it changes the way people look at her. Instead of seeing the same person, a teenager, they automatically start seeing a sign that reads “I am Muslim” and judge her right away.

What I loved most, though, was how eye-opening it is to how differently each Muslim understood their religion and approached their children’s demonstration of it. it teaches you to never Stereotype people, and to never let politics tell you how to treat someone. A bad Muslim/christian/Jewish doesn’t mean all Muslims/Christians/Jews are the same, and certainly, doesn’t mean that neither Islam nor Christianity, or Judaism are bad.