I asked my dad why he first sent us to camp, and he told me he was concerned about us not losing our Islam. We needed a fun way to stick with it.
I asked my dad why he kept sending us, and he told me it’s because my family loved camp, and the people at camp loved us.
I asked my dad how he heard of MYNA, and he says he was invited to speak at an event by a brother back in Wichita.
My dad lets me know he’s proud of me. “You could be doing all this for something else, but you’re doing something Islamic.” When he says “all this”, he means the countless hours I spend grinding for MYNA.
My dad appreciates MYNA for bringing me out of my shell to writing and being myself again.