Gasant Abarder
I grew up in a Muslim household that was more tolerant than most. I knew all the hymns we were taught at school and came home to a mother who encouraged me to sing them because she knew them well too.
Growing up we were encouraged to have friends from all walks of life – no matter their background, race or religion. I was acutely aware that my household was different: my friends had very conservative views about mixing with those who were different. Their parents frowned upon it.
I took an interest in religions, particularly Christianity, Islam and Judaism – the three dominant faiths here in the Western Cape. I was fascinated to learn that even though we worshipped Gods of different names and our customs were very different, there was more to keep us together than that which might to hold us apart.
