
I can't believe that I am writing this much about religion in the last couple of days, but I am finding that so many things seem to happen and they all seem equally important to mention. Funny enough, they mostly seem to be of religious nature.
I got back to Montreal today. I had a wonderful holiday with the family and friends. It helped me fuel up for another semester of French, three jobs and 0 Mr.Right candidates.
I boarded the plane, which, as usual, was late. Every time I'm on a plane, I get stuck sharing the seat with the following:
1-antisocial, geeky girls who bury their heads in the novels they read;
2-seniors who are dead quiet and will not say anything, no matter what I ask them;
3-seniors who can't be quiet no matter how quiet I am;
4-men who think making conversation is flirting.
So, naturally, I was surprised to have a rather attractive, blue-eyed, twenty-something guy sit next to me and start talking. I wasn't really into talking and for the first time, understood what the antisocial, geeky girls I share seats with feel when I try to talk to them.
Noticing that I am becoming someone I don't want to be, I decided to talk to the oddly dressed stranger [khaki pants and a sky-blue shirt that reminded me of
Future Shop salespeople]. He told me he was a technician for dialysis machines [fun...]. When I asked him where he was from, he said he was from Montreal, which made my day, especially when he said he was Francophone. I could practice my French! So we started talking in French.
He asked me where my name came from. I explained...He asked what the religion in Kosovo was. Upon hearing it was Islam, he asked if I was Muslim, which I thought was a bit inappropriate, but hey, it was also a good conversation starter...Next, he asked: "So, are you religious?", to which I answered that I was religious. He said he didn't believe in public displays of religion, including women's hijab and burka. I said I agreed with him to an extent, but that people had a right to their religion. He said he disagreed. I asked what he would do about the crucifixes in the classrooms of the school i teach in. Should they remove them? I mean, the nuns gave those schools up more than a decade ago, yet the crucifixes remain there... All this fuss about kirpan, hijab, and there's a crucifix as big as me in the classroom.
We get talking and the guy starts to make completely condescending remarks to the point that he reminds me of the Latter Day Saints guys who say that if I don't embrace their way of thinking, I will not be saved when time comes.
Since I don't want to relive this horror of having a Jehovah's-Witness-alike sit next to me [and you thought having them knock on your door is a nuissance], I won't bother writing about the details this "religious" man shared, including the fact that Jesus will only come to save the good Christians...I asked him: "So will Muslims and Jews not be saved?" He paused and said "Not unless you accept Jesus in your lives". Then he said I should consider converting to Christianity because it existed before Islam, therefore it is righteous.
I was kinda having fun with this guy until he started being completely disrespectful about Islam, calling it a new religion, one that stole from Christianity, whose members have forced and continue to force the faith unto others. This was enough. Guess what I did next. I said: "I am finding this repulsive. I can't believe you call yourself religious. I respect your religion and expect you to respect mine. I have no time for people who in the name of reasoning plant seeds of prejudice." I kinda thought I fetched it a bit far by the last sentence, but he got the point. I took the headphones and untangled them [that took an hour], then tried to play a movie on the touch screen LCD monitor in front of me. It was slow, so i got frustrated, tried it another dozen times and then continued reading Necla Kelek's
"The foreign Bride", a book on Turkish life in Germany [in German, too...I'm proud of myself, I'm reading German!].
The rest of the day was ok...I started working as a teacher's assistant in an intermediate English for Business course. It's ok for now. The work doesn't seem too hard and the students look pretty friendly, and most importantly, the prof is kinda friendly. I say kinda because today, in class, I was taken aback by something she said [and then i just laughed...it was too funny not to].
She gave her students an activity whereby they had to decide, in a list of priorities, what was most important for building a chocolate factory. When one of the students pointed out the level of pollution at an area as a factor important to him for building [or not] a factory, she turned to me and said: "Don't you think they come up with the craziest ideas? I mean, who the hell would build a chocolate factory in an area that's polluted? They sometimes don't realize the difference between
home and here."
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radiopoohLabels: Canada, Islam, Montreal, prejudice, work