She can survive when the toughs try to beat her head on the concrete sidewalk. Shirin looks different and the kids and the teachers don't have the brains or the skills to understand their own bias, their own fears, their own stupidity. Only for Navid, his handsome face makes him instantly safe, approachable, attractive. She and her brother, Navid, born popular, are going to have to find a way to fit in again. It's 2002, which means it's only been a year since 9/11 happened and Shirin's parents have moved her to a new school yet again. Imagine for a moment that one of those kids for even one day look at you and see a human being, a person, who is just like them only you wear the hajib and practice the faith of Islam. You know how all the kids are trying to fit in and trying to figure out who they want to be? All those hormones are pumping away and the cheerleaders are all gaggled up and the basketball players might be stars? Imagine for a moment that all of those kids look at you as though you don't belong. So, let's walk the hallways of an American high school for a minute.
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