It so happened that Mr.

It so happened that Mr.Uqdah was muslim so he was invited to our class to talk about Islam although he himself was not from the Middle East. He was African American. He began talking to us about Islam and showed us the salat. I knew it was the truth and wanted to become muslim. So after school when I went home, I picked up the phonebook and looked him up.

I was getting ready to call him, infact I did dial his number, but I hung up because I started thinking about what my parents would think and other things. So I never called him and I didnt become muslim, and I went on living my life. And I forgot this episode too until later on. After finishing middle school, I went on to high school. I was pretty much considered a nerd.

I was smart, didnt really cause any trouble, hung out with other nerds, and my mother bought my clothes for me, which were mostly Hawaiian like shirts and cheap unbrandname pants. I was teased very much because of my dress, because for the most part high school was nothing more than a fashion show.

(And it is still like this today) People used to tease me and say I looked like the Karate Kid and I wore Teddy Toughskin pants (toughskin was the name of the pants and Teddy came from Teddy Ruxpin-the little Teddy Bear). My family is poor and this was all we could afford and I would complain about such things back then, but now that I look back I am ashamed that I complained to my mother. All praise is due to Allah for my mother. I can never repay her for all that she has done for me.

Anyway, because of being teased and so forth, I eventually got a job so that I could buy my own clothes and so forth and have my own money, I would even save my lunch money so that I could put it towards my wad. So now since I start getting cool clothes, now Im cool. And since I lived in a black neighborhood I got to be tough too. So I started drinking, hanging out, smoking weed, running my mouth to anyone and everyone, jacking folks, jumping people, and joining a gang, all so I could be cool.

I had the ladies too, cause I was cute in my cool clothes. I was NWA. I even became mixed, because I sure wasnt black, but I had a lot of people wondering. My life had become a lie, and was not the righteous life I had wanted to live since my youth. I used to drink and listen to rap music. And there was a lot of political messages in the rap music I listened to. And since I was Native American, I was angry with my situation in my own land.