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my papers ...my life,,,a book for Nawal el se3dawy

i did not like Nawal el se3dawy coz in most of her Tv interviews she emphasized that Hijab is not in Islam till one day i was encouraged by some of her online fans to read for her before judging ..so i recently have bought her a book called (my papers...my life)

from my reading i discovered that:

she is a feminist from the first degree (just like me ,i don't like to be treated less than anyone just coz i am a girl and i defend my rights as a girl)

she wrote about the earlier marriage ,the female gentile mutilation,and some horrible marriage traditions that used to happen in the past.

she writes with a great courage that reaches to daring.



i admired her writing so much ,her way and her courage coz people like her free us from ignorant habits we had and still have.



i still disagree with her regarding the hijab but no pb..

Comments

Anonymous said…
Hey.
I thought you had dropped this blog. So you keep writing in it ? =)
I'll come here in order to check some secret news about you =P

Is this the novel you talked me about on msn?
Anonymous said…
what did she say about Higab ?

Oh new skin *___*
Brownie said…
thanks mani and welcome anytime.
yes it is the novel i told u about ..it is very nice
she said that Allah did not order muslim women to wear hijab...

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