My children and the mosque

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When my children were much younger, I decided to send them for religious studies at a mosque next to our apartment. My intentions were clear, apart from learning Quran, I wanted them to mingle with the neighbourhood Muslim children, under the care of a religious teacher stationed at the mosque, better known as ‘Ustaz’.Both my children are of Indian blood. At home, we spoke more English than Malay and watched more Tamil shows than any other TV programmes. And at school, my children’s social circle, though diversified, were mostly non-Muslims.As such, I hoped their enrolment into the religious class would be a learning curve on its own, where they would be able to interact with other Muslim children of the same age group.On the first day of their class, I requested permission from the Ustaz to join in. I sat a couple of meters away inside the mosque, observing other children sit…