Showing posts with label Education. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Education. Show all posts

Monday, January 22, 2007

Anticipation

"A teacher affects eternity; he can never tell where his influence stops."
--Henry B. Adams

I have always loved the first day of a new semester. Like a child awaiting an exciting adventure, I can't sleep the night before from the anticipation. Tossing and turning all night, I wonder what the new semester will bring. Will the students be as eager to learn as I am to instruct? Our university is in the most conservative county in the state, so how will they react to an openly liberal, very vocal, hijab wearing, shisha smoking, Muslim professor?

I know that I shouldn't worry. Alhamdullilah, I'm actually quite popular among the students. Perhaps it's because I refuse to allow them to attach a title to my name, insisting that they call me by my first name alone. I firmly believe that my title does not automatically demand the respect of my students; respect is earned through action, not degrees tacked on a wall. Most of my students work full-time jobs while carrying a full course load; many are single mothers with small children to care for while they try to study. Maybe they like me because I am flexible, compassionate, and understanding of their circumstances. Deadlines are never written in stone with me because life happens when we least expect it.

In a couple of hours, I will march into the first classroom of the day, insh'Allah. And for the next 16 weeks, I will have the opportunity to show a small group of mostly conservative Christians that Muslims can be kind, compassionate, funny, understanding, open-minded, and respectful of others. What a great opportunity for dawah!

Monday, January 15, 2007

Muslims and the Arts

Even with no understanding of the Arabic language, I could hear the rhythm, meter, and rhyme scheme of the poetry in the Qur'an quite easily. I didn't have to know the meaning of the words to follow the hypnotic rhythms of the ayat, to discern the patterns in the structure, to catch the internal and end rhymes within each line, to hear assonance and alliteration. Because I lacked familiarity with the language, the poetic form itself spoke to me. It crossed the barriers of time, language, culture, and geography, reaching out to me in a way that only a truly universal art form can.

I had often heard stories of people who, without understanding a single word, were moved to tears from hearing a recitation of the Qur'an. These people weren't always Muslims and weren't always moved to embrace Islam by the message contained within the ayat they had heard because they didn't understand the words. Still, something moved the listener to tears, and I would argue that it was not the voice of the reciter, especially if the individual was an American. (Generally speaking, Americans have a very low threshold of tolerance for nasal sounds. Rude as it is, we poke fun at people from certain areas in the East [Brooklyn, Philadelphia, Boston, etc.] for their "stuffy nosed" accents.) If the voice is not what moved these individuals to tears, then what did? The poetry, pure and simple.

The oldest texts known to mankind were written in the form of poetry; it has been around since humanity began to record its existence on earth. Poetry is timeless, universal, and familiar. We don't have to speak a language to hear a rhyme, recognize a cadence, feel a rhythm, mark out a meter (a poetic unit of measure based on the number of syllables in a word). We may not know the technical names for the poetic forms or be able to distinguish a sonnet from a ghazal, an iamb from a spondee, or a heroic couplet from blank verse, but the point is that knowledge of these things is not necessary to feel the beauty of the poetry!

Why is it that Muslims have such a difficult time using the arts as tools of examining some of the same ideas that the Qur'an teaches? Justice, goodness, poverty, kindness, evil, rebellion, punishment, reward, ties of kinship, relationships, and hope, themes that run throughout the Qur'an, are universal themes meaning that people the world over, in all times and places have an interest in them. They appear in the visual arts and literature, yet many Muslims refuse to acknowledge them. And should an artist or author express him or herself in a way that a cleric or sheikh disapproves of, he or she will soon find a price upon his or her head with any number of impoverished radicals more than willing to do the deed required to win his place in Jannah. Do these clerics even bother to read the texts they so readily condemn? Are they trained to understand the nuances of the language, the meaning of symbols, syntax, word order, allegory, metaphor, allusion, or any of the other intricacies that master writers use in their craft? If they haven't read the text from beginning to end, and if they do not have the same training in literary theory and analysis that they require for interpreting the meanings of Qur'an and Hadith, then who are they to decide what a text does or does not mean and to issue a fatwa demanding the death of the author?

"I was the first in our alley to make a career out of writing, though it has brought me much contempt and mockery."(from Children of the Alley by Naguib Mahfouz)


Despite much Tarzan-like chest beating displays of pan-Arab pride when Naguib Mahfouz received the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1988, just mention the title of the novel noted at the end of the quotation above and watch what happens. Immediately the joy turns to anger as people who never bothered to read the book begin to castigate it and the author, citing blasphemy as the charge. With no understanding of allegory or reading a text on a deeper more meaningful level, these people take Mahfouz's novel at face value alone. An intricate and complex novel, Awlad Haretna (Children of the Alley in English) operates on three different allegorical levels simultaneously while telling the story of an Egyptian family that lives in an old Cairo neighborhood. Regardless of the allegory (political, religious, or social) at work, however, there is a constant rejoinder from the author about humanity's inability to learn from the past:

"Good examples would not be wasted on our alley were it not afflicted with forgetfulness. But forgetfulness is the plague of our alley." (Mahfouz, 171)


Forgetfulness dooms us to repeat our mistakes, and the Qur'an teaches us this invaluable lesson, too!

"But because of their breach of their covenant, We cursed them, and made their hearts grow hard; they change the words from their (right) places and forget a good part of the message that was sent them, nor wilt thou cease to find them- barring a few - ever bent on (new) deceits: but forgive them, and overlook (their misdeeds): for Allah loveth those who are kind."(5:13)


"From those, too, who call themselves Christians, We did take a covenant, but they forgot a good part of the message that was sent them: so we estranged them, with enmity and hatred between the one and the other, to the day of judgment. And soon will Allah show them what it is they have done." (5:14)


So why did the now infamous Sheik Omar Abdul Rahman claim that if Naguib Mahfouz had been killed back in 1959 when Awlad Haretna was first written then Salman Rushdie would never have had the nerve to write The Satanic Verses? Because he, and countless of other Muslims who reduce the world to their monochromatic understanding of it, simply cannot fathom how allegory or parable or storytelling works.

In a few days, when the Spring semester commences at the university where I teach, the students in my Comparative Literature class will begin their reading assignments with Mahfouz's "controversial" novel. I suppose that I should be concerned that an anonymous fatwa might be issued against me for daring to encourage such free thinking among my students. Instead of worrying about knife-wielding fanatics, however, I will be reminding my students about how prone humanity is to forgetfulness and how, when we don't learn from the mistakes of the past, we will surely repeat them. And then I will open the floor for a discussion about Bush's recent announcement of his plan to send an additional 22,000 troops to Iraq.

Thursday, January 11, 2007

Passing the Buck

While basking in the glow of preparing syllabi for the start of a new semester which commences, for me, in less than two weeks, I took a stroll through the blog roll and happened upon a comment to one of PM's brilliant posts that literally sent shivers down my spine.

Questioning a ruler is only acceptable if done so by knowledgeable people and only on issues where it concerns laws which force Muslims to not be able to submit in all peace to our creator.


Being a firm believer that ignorance is a curable disease yet armed with the full knowledge that I quit medical school in favor of pursuit of studies in the humanities, I humbly acknowledge that the single dose of medication I have to offer may not be enough to cure this individual's ailment; therefore, I would ask other physicians and physicians in training to suggest treatments as well.

Considering that we have examples in the sunnah of ordinary people questioning even the Prophet (saws), a practice that continued under the righteous leadership of Abu Bakr al-Siddiq, Umar ibn al-Khattab, Uthman ibn Affan, and Ali ibn Abu Talib, the ignorance (not as in stupidity, rather as in lack of accurate information) of the anonymous commentator is obvious. If the average, uneducated, humble believer could question the Prophet (saws) of all people, what on earth would make this person think that only "knowledgeable people" can question a leader? This comment is a classic example of the blurring of culture and faith that troubles me so seriously.

History has shown us time and time again that a when a despot first assumes power, his first order of business is to free himself of the intellectuals as they pose the greatest threat to his regime with their questions and critical thinking. With the elimination of the thinkers and questioners, the despot can instill fear in his people. And fear is number one on the despot's list of "tool[s] for keeping the people in line and not questioning their . . . leaders" (PM's World). Herein lies the rub and, I fear, the greatest problem among Muslims in general.

We are all too willing to give up the responsibility that we have to "Seek knowledge even unto China." It is so much easier to let the "knowledgeable people" do our thinking for us. Why should we put our precious grey matter to use perusing texts, analyzing words, deciphering meanings, gaining greater understanding, putting two and two together for ourselves when there are others to whom we could just as easily pass that buck?