Friday, May 31, 2013

RAoK: Last Day

Salaam, it's the last day of this blogfest.


I don't have any stories, but be sure to check the others. Free ebooks are available for/during the blogfest.

Also, "After the blogfest (if participating authors are interested and posts are approved) Wayman Publishing would like to publish an anthology from the posts written during this blogfest. ALL profit for this (through 2013) will be donated to charity! The kindness will spread even more."

Woohoo!!

Love, Fida Islaih
(all writing is mine & copyrighted unless stated otherwise).

Thursday, May 30, 2013

RAoK: Day Four

Salaam, I wasn't part of this in receiving or giving kindness. I was just a witness.


One of the fellow campers in my cabin forgot her blanket. She said she was fine with that. Someone had an extra blanket and gave it to her and let her have it for the rest of our camping trip.

Love, Fida Islaih
(all writing is mine & copyrighted unless stated otherwise).

Wednesday, May 29, 2013

RAoK: Day Three

Salaam readers,


An act of kindness doesn't have to be that big or that big of something intimate. While my mom and I were driving, someone from the opposite direction driving by us gave us a peace sign.

Driving around
a stranger gives a peace sign
I think of we needing more of that
that I should do it too
pay it forward


Love, Fida Islaih
(all writing is mine & copyrighted unless stated otherwise).

Tuesday, May 28, 2013

RAoK: Day Two

Hello readers,


It's day two of this kindness blogfest. This story I'm about to share happened out of town.

My mother and I were at the park watching my siblings playing. Someone, an old woman, came up to us and read two poems of hers. It was about sisterhood and of course it brought us to tears.

I don't know the reason why she picked us, but I think because we were different.

Later, she mailed us her poems. Like it's stuck on the fridge it stuck to our hearts.

Btw, here are my two kindness poems again!

Love, Fida Islaih
(all writing is mine & copyrighted unless stated otherwise).

Monday, May 27, 2013

RAoK: Day One

Salaam everyone!!

It's good to be back, but I'm only breaking my hiatus for this week. I'm participating in a kindness blog fest! My first random act of kindness story is a receiving kindness story. My teacher and a friend of her's surprised me with an iPad.

That morning my mom said we're expecting guests in the evening with a surprise for you. While at school I didn't hear anything until last minute when my teacher said she's coming over with a surprise.

Finally, it's later that day and the doorbell rings and it's them with three wrapped boxes. They talk about their organization and I'm the first one.

I'm unwrapping the gifts and my smiles keep getting bigger. They tell me about the iPad and the apps. Then they continue telling why I got it. I get overwhelmed and of course, cry.

They are doing this to those with disabilities and those who deserve it. I am one of those people because I work hard and even when I don't feel it.

I felt so blessed and still feel so blessed. Here are two poems I wrote about stranger kindness.

Love, Fida Islaih
(all writing is mine & copyrighted unless stated otherwise).

Tuesday, May 14, 2013

Monday Blessings, Part Two #13: Camp

Salaam and I'm laughing. It feels weird answering too much in a comment, so new post it is:

If you weren't here earlier
MYNA camp is
Muslim youth of North America
I went to the spring one
and it was for the first time
and I can't wait for summer
for so many things

And that Christian wedding?
The prayers and traditions
from what I've seen and heard
from my mom is similar
to those of Muslims

Like the priest touching
the bride and groom's head
as he prays
in muslim tradition
the groom does that to the bride

I loved how as the couple
came out of the church
we all blew bubbles for them
it's surprise moments
like these you love.


Btw, my fingers crossed for my entry along with others in the contest, Query Kombat.

Also, just as this is unexpected to you it's unexpected to me too I'm going on blogging hiatus. I don't know how short or long. But I know I'll be back at the most on June to tell of my adventures hinted and why the absence. Thank you!

Love, Fida Islaih
(all writing is mine & copyrighted unless stated otherwise).

Monday, May 13, 2013

Monday Blessings #13: An Award

Salaam,
today is not a weekly edition because I haven't done it for a month. So as you can guess, this is an exclusive - monthly edition:

Y I went to my first myna camp. Y I finished my first A to Z Challege. Y I entered my second big contest and lost, but made friends. Y I learned to hold down my emotions a whole day after hearing bad news, more than one and death. Y God sent a sign that life is short and that we should take care of ourselves. Y I finished my first semester of college! Y I went to my first Christian wedding. Y I loved seeing the hoosier national forest Y I entered into my third big contest.

Also, I was given the Sunshine Award! Thank you, A Long!

The rules for accepting the award are:
Post the Sunshine Award logo.
Nominate ten fellow bloggers worthy of this award.
Announce their nomination on their blog.
Link a pingback to the nominator’s blog.

Favorite color? Any shade of purple!!

Favorite animal? Dolphins and cats. Any.

Favorite number? 20 because I'm about to turn that old and have a great summer!

Favorite nonalcoholic drink? Hot drink: Coffee or chocolate or tea. Cold drink: any kind of fruit milkshake or smoothie.

Favorite alcoholic drink? I don't and not even allowed to drink.

Facebook or Twitter? Twitter (:

My Passions? Family, faith, and friends. Writing and reading poetry and stories.

Giving or Receiving Gifts? Both!

Because of time I'm only nominating five bloggers: Zainab, Sania, Crystal, Sarah and Shaelaiza!

Love, Fida Islaih
(all writing is mine & copyrighted unless stated otherwise).

Thursday, May 9, 2013

Losing, Yet Winning

Hello,

Even though there is a day left in the contest I think it's safe to talk:

It's no surprise when I didn't get picked. It's sad, but honestly, I'm used to it.

I know why. My story was short. And just by putting myself out there I'm more subconscious of it. With or without help I noticed the errors I had of tense and age.
Just by putting myself out there I found new friends.

With and without professional help I came out with an improved readership and story.

But... I'm still good. I'm entering another contest and I even got a free pass for it! I can't wait!

Love, Fida Islaih
(all writing is mine & copyrighted unless stated otherwise).

Friday, May 3, 2013

A to Z Reflections

Hello readers,

If you're here for my writer's voice entry, enjoy it! But then come back here to see what I have to say about having just finished the A to Z Challenge. This year happened to be my first time doing it. I've seen other bloggers do it before and always thought I should do it. And I finally did.

I may have some days full of inspiration and days where none came and I didn't want to post on my blog. But I did. I enjoyed seeing/reading what my blogger friends had to share. I enjoyed seeing/reading new blogger friends.

I enjoyed finding Muslim girl poets like Sania and Zainab. Finding short stories by Sarah and Christine. And tips from Tara, Crystal, and Courtney. Thanks, ladies!

I enjoyed getting new readers and comments. I love the loyalty and I hope it continues.

Btw, if you remember during the big reveal/preview that I said I'd be having a poetry collection published by the end of the year. Well, I found a self-publishing platform to go along with. For now, I need to make a specific plan. And of course, I'll keep you updated.

Oh, wait! What's your favorite poem from this challenge?

Thanks & Love, Fida Islaih
(all writing is mine & copyrighted unless stated otherwise).

Thursday, May 2, 2013

My Writer's Voice Entry

Hello readers,

Through the luck of the Rafflecopter draw, I got picked to enter the Writer’s Voice, a multi-blog, multi-agent contest hosted by Cupid of Cupid’s Literary Connection, Krista Van Dolzer of Mother. Write. (Repeat.), Monica B.W. of Love YA, and Brenda Drake of Brenda Drake Writes. (You can read all about it here.) As part of the contest, here are my query + 250!

My Query:

DECIDING HIJAB is a 15,100 worded multicultural, girly YA. 15 year old Yasmeen recently started wearing the headscarf. Along with covering up comes problems. She faces an atheist teacher giving mis-information and getting unwanted attention from a boy.

Some good comes out of this, Yasmeen meets a faithful Christian girl named Jenna and she has a load of questions for her interest in their religion, Islam. They faces many problems, yet that doesn't stop them from being who they are and want to be.

I'm a muslim college student and poet. I have been published in two small Muslim girl magazines and a couple Muslim girl websites. Recently I submitted a poem on Teen Ink and received an 'Editor's Choice' award. I'm also on a Muslim youth magazine editorial board.

Thank you for considering my writing and I hope to hear back soon.

First 250 Words:

I remember as a toddler I always go to the mosque with my mom and sister. It is another Friday, yet we are rushing. My mom didn't get anything to keep me busy or put on my headscarf. At the mosque while everyone is listening, I wander around the room. I like seeing all the women and girls in their scarves. They are colorful.

Getting bored, I go to my sister. I pet my own hair. Then I touch my sister's scarf. She understands what I want, but doesn't have my scarf, so she sends me to my mom. I do what I did to my sister to my mom. She gives me my scarf. I go back to sister to help me put it on. After that I sit down patiently.

We don't stay in the community too long. We always have to move. From state to state, I go to three schools in four years. Finally, in fifth grade my family settled in a small town. I'm Yasmeen and I start seventh grade in a few days. Ramadan is starting, too.

On the first night of Ramadan we have a small iftar at home. The next day my parents invite the community to our house for Iftar. I'm glad I made friends quickly or it would have been more awkward than it actually was. My friend, Noor and I sit in my room talking where every few minutes my brothers and their older friends keep barging into my room.

Love, Fida Islaih
(all writing is mine & copyrighted unless stated otherwise).