I was in eighth grade when 9/11 happened. I remember an announcement being made and parents rushing to pick up their kids.

I remember being afraid and confused. Shortly after, we had an assembly on what to do if there was a terrorist attack at my school.

But after that, things seemed to quiet down in my suburban Chicago town.

Now, as an adult, I fear for our nation’s children.

When I see the courage and strength of kids like Naomi Wadler, who is speaking out against gun violence, I am inspired. I’m also saddened at the incredible burden that is being placed on their shoulders.

I suffer from Zoom phobia. Here’s what that looks like.

‘Ugh, awkward pause! When did I last speak?’

It’s not my job to absolve your white guilt

It should not take our deaths for people to realize our worth

Meet Qahera, the Muslim superheroine fighting bigots instead of comic book villains

She was created by Egyptian illustrator and designer Deena Mohamed