Sharing anonymously. These events took place in Boston. It hurts my heart to hear stories like this.
“Walking home from the train tonight, I was a few steps behind a young Muslim mother pushing her adorable little nugget in his stroller. She was chatting on her phone and laughing so loud – one of those super infectious laughs that make you smile – when some fucking douchebag peels out of a side street and nearly hits her. He slams on his brakes, rolls down his window, and tells her to get out of his way or go back to Iraq. …. I walked beside that woman for another two blocks talking to her about her son and her family before she turned up her street to go home. Her parents fled to America from Iran when she was three years old. She has a Ph.D. in mathematics, two sons, a loving husband, and an American passport.”