When I first heard of the terrorist attacks in Paris, the first person who came to mind was my mom. She lives right here with me, but she was first to cross my mind because I knew that she, along with every visible Muslim in America, would become ever more noticeable. My mom veils her hair with the hijab. I, on the other hand, don't, and go undetected. I worried deeply about what might happen while she's out doing the same things Americans do on any given day. Will she be attacked by someone while she's shopping at a grocery store or while stopped at a traffic light on her way somewhere? What would happen? Will someone come to her rescue or will people look away? My mind ran through the...
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