A little while ago, I saw a couple of people in a store wearing a head scarf, a hijab, and a turban.
One of them, a young Palestinian girl, was walking the sidewalk.
It was her second time shopping in Jerusalem.
She was very much excited about her trip, but she also felt very nervous.
It wasn’t the first time she had experienced such a scenario.
A few years ago, she had come to the same store and, while we were waiting for our order, she felt intimidated.
When we were walking to our car, she shouted: “No, I am not a Muslim.
I am a girl!”
Then, when she entered the store, she found a man holding her hand, a woman was holding her arm, and the man behind the counter was holding a knife.
She started crying.
“Why should I feel ashamed?” she asked me.
“What did I do to deserve this?”
“I am not going to be a part of this!”
I was very happy to hear that.
I felt like the young girl had finally felt safe.
I realized then that her experience was not unique.
I began thinking about how to make my own scarf.
The hijab is a veil worn by Muslims to cover their hair.
A woman wearing a hijab in Jerusalem’s Old City.
It’s a very popular scarf in many Arab countries.
In the United States, it’s worn in a hijab to cover the hair of young girls and women.
I decided to make a scarf with a head covering.
There is a long tradition of wearing head scarves to cover one’s head in Islamic countries.
When I started to design the scarf, I was thinking about what would happen if a young girl were to wear the scarf.
What if the hijab becomes a symbol of oppression?
What if it becomes an attack on all women and a way to separate women from their headscarves?
In order to make the scarf I decided that the scarf must be made of pure wool.
It had to be soft, breathable, and comfortable.
This scarf was also a symbol that I wanted to make it into something that would be worn as a scarf.
I made it from a cotton scarf made of a single strand of pure cotton, a single-purpose fabric that is soft, comfortable, and durable.
I then took it to a fabric store to get some wool that was very similar to the fabric I was using to make this scarf.
We bought the wool and finished it in a couple days.
We then had to find a fabric that would match the scarf perfectly.
There are lots of different kinds of wool.
The wool I chose was made of one-and-a-half to three-times the thickness of a human hair.
I wanted the scarf to look as if it was made out of pure silk.
I used a special technique that I call a silk stitch.
I started by making a few stitches on the outside of the scarf and then folded them inside the scarf in the middle.
Then, I put a little of the silk inside the other part of the garment.
After this, I did a second stitch around the outside edge and I finished it.
The result looked like a silk scarf.
My intention was to make what I call the “snowflake” scarf.
It is very similar in shape and look to the scarf made from pure wool, but it is not as luxurious.
I hope that it will be able to serve as a symbol to the Palestinian people and people of other Muslim countries that we will never give up our dignity as women and girls and will never let the oppression of our hijab make us feel afraid.
I also want to make sure that I don’t create a symbol for oppression.
I will never take part in the oppression and oppression of the Palestinians.
That is why I made this scarf, which I hope will become a symbol.
I want the world to know that it is possible for a Palestinian woman to wear a headscarf, a scarf, and even a head cover, in a country that is free of the oppression that we suffer.
This is the story of how I created a scarf that would protect and honor all women, as well as girls and young women, who wear the hijab in many Muslim countries.
The story of my scarf.
When the scarf was finished, I took it outside and it was completely soaked in the cold and rain.
The scarf was soaked for three days.
During the three days, I washed it and covered it with a white sheet, and I had a shower afterwards.
I had to remove the sheet because it was too warm and had accumulated a lot of water.
I didn’t want to put the scarf on because I feared that it would become a sign of my oppression.
It has become a huge symbol in my life.
In many Muslim communities, a lot people ask me about my scarf, my design, or my intentions for making the scarf; and they