When I’m in Saudi on a Friday, my father will always have us join him to the Friday prayer at the mosque. He’ll ask us to listen to the lecture, and then debate at home and see if we can apply anything we’ve learned. Since we were schooled in England, we went to a catholic school. Always attending the Christian ceremonies. As the rest of the Muslim parents opted their children to stay out of the RE classes, my father would say: “listen to what others say, you’ll learn a great deal about life and how we’re all the same. Different gods, different history even, but same path” Not many women attend the Friday prayer, so usually the room upstairs for the women is empty. @tasneemalsultan for @burndiary