“Dad, look! There are new kids moving in next door! Looks like there are four kids, I guess we'll have new neighbors!” I screamed. “Sarah, come now, we have to have dinner.” My father responded by not being able to see any of the family members. All these questions were running through my mind. Are they cute? Is she cute? What will they go to? Do they keep the Sabbath laws? Kosher? And the laws of Tzniut? There I was at the table, eating as fast as I could so I could run out and meet my new neighbors. “Sarah, do you have homework?” my father asked as I tried to avoid that question. “Dad, you always ask me that. Have you ever seen a sixth grader not doing their homework?" I replied. I finished eating and ran out before they told me to go do their homework. There they are! Wow, I thought girls wear long dresses! Maybe they just got back from a Bar Mitzvah since it's a Thursday and it would make sense. Then the new neighbors mom came out wearing the same dress but with her whole face covered I was confused, my mom is religious and doesn't cover her nose and mouth. ?I ran inside to ask my father why he was wearing that thing: "Dad, why is the woman next door covering her whole face?" I asked nervously. “Oh, my dear. Don't worry about them, it's just the way they dress." My dad replied, "But dad, can you explain to me, please, why wear that?" I asked. "Go up the stairs, Sarah, you have a lot of homework to complete for tomorrow, it starts!" my father asked. I ran upstairs very upset wondering what the mask really meant. Maybe they were undercover thieves, so my father didn't want me to be sca... middle of paper... help me. “I think I feel much better. Can you just take me home to where my parents are, please?” I asked hoping that he would agree and my mother would see how amazing they treated me after realizing that I am not a dirty Jew but a real human being, and that not everyone is the same, you have to give them a simple chance to get to someone now. Yes, I'm sorry for the way I behaved before, Hasssan told me how welcoming you were to her and we are so happy because this move has been very hard for her. Hassan's mother continued to thank me until we arrived at Shul. “Here, he told us that he is fine and doesn't need to go to hospital. We just want you to know that you have an amazing daughter and that you should be very grateful. I smiled as she concluded. “Thank you so much, I really don't know how to thank you enough.” My mother responded with a huge smile on her face..