Read!’What My Mother Taught Me’ Story Of A Religious Extremist

When I was a young boy in elementary school, I had an extremist religious teacher who was literally teaching us to hate other religions, so I learned to hate other religions from him.
One day my mother was driving us to our grandparents’ house, and I saw this in a car next to ours in a light stop:

When I was a young boy in elementary school, I had an extremist religious teacher who was literally teaching us to hate other religions, so I learned to hate other religions from him.
One day my mother was driving us to our grandparents’ house, and I saw this in a car next to ours in a light stop:

I started cursing the car owner, and I was saying that he should be kicked out of the country and we should only allow people of our religion in.
Mind you my mother is a very religious person. She asked me the following questions:
Did he harm you in any way?

Do you want people of other religions to hate you, too?

Do you know how this person helped build our country?

Didn't God get him here and willed this guy to find bread here?

Do you know how it feels to be away from your family to provide for them?

I had no answer, and after a while that teacher was fired.
My country was infested with a religious political party that was trying to take over the country. 

We found out later that they were an international terrorist group. Now it is cleaned up of such mentality (mind you UAE is a young country and in process of building).
Ever since, I have nothing but respect for anyone and would think where they come from and what their backgrounds are.
My mother’s advice was to love everyone and be nice to people. We don't own this earth, and everyone is fated to be wherever they are and do whatever they do. Learn to coexist with them, not to push them away.

By Ali Alshamsi

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