I’ll admit it, I have a particular soft spot for personal narratives, especially when they involve women’s perspectives on Islam. It’s just something that I find incredibly fascinating. Being a convert myself, I didn’t grow up in the community, nor is my family Muslim, so it’s kind of like I can live vicariously through the author (and learn more about my faith in the process).
I loved this book. It had so much information, and so much care was taken in making that information accessible to the reader in ways that they could understand, that it was actually kind of a pleasure to read. Even though it was about deep social issues and basically indicted our society for failing boys as a whole gender.