Until this year, I'd never spent even a month away from my mother. Now I had flown across the seven seas to an adventure I could never have imagined.
It would have been sufficient to experience a new family, a new school, new friends. But I never imagined that I would have an experience of Ramadan here in Brattleboro that would be so memorable.
Ramadan is a month of blessings for Muslims and a time during which we try as best we can to help those in need. In that spirit, a friend and I decided that we wanted to reach out and help prepare a special meal on the first night of Ramadan, an iftar meal particularly for the refugees from Afghanistan who have settled in our area.
One thing quickly led to another: interactions with interested teenagers from Putney, then meetings at The Works. And then - it happened!...