Faysal

I can't remember if someone had recommended this website about the Quran to me, but in any case, I sincerely thank this brother who takes the time to update his page to share advice and the Quran. I wanted to share this page with those who might be interested in learning more about the culture and religion of the Arab world.

Now you've touched on something close to my heart, brother. I so wish we could change genes somehow, so that during the gene swap we see everything change: our hair, our eyes, our nose, our skin color, our accent, our build—everything changes. I'm sure you'd make a good Turk, brother, just as well as I'd like to be an Algerian.

Exactly what I think too. I would like to be able to transform ourselves into what we should be: strong Arab warriors with beautiful Arab and North African origins, becoming warriors like our kin in order to increase our strength.

While you were having dinner at your favorite Arab restaurant, a customer at the next table kept staring at you, and you didn't quite know where to sit. You ended up blushing. The customer next to you noticed and started laughing at your shyness. Then, he introduced himself as Amed and decided to strike up a conversation. You got along well and decided to eat at the same table. As the evening progressed, you got to know him better and liked him more and more, so you decided to spend the evening and night at his place. Once there, you realized it was very Algerian. You liked Arabs and Algeria, and he was sorry there was only one bed. You ended up sleeping together. You're happy and you leave together, changing into your boxers. You realize that Ahmed has beautiful, round brown hair, typical of an Arab man. He's a dad, sure, but he's so handsome you wish you were his son. Ahmed seems to notice. You lie down cuddling, and then Ahmed says he wishes he had a son like you. You reply that you wish you had an Arab dad like him. Blushing, you both decide to become adopted father and son, both Algerian Arabs. It starts very quickly. You have to eat all the typical dishes from his country to gain weight and become strong like your Arab dad. Then your beard grows, your hair is cut short, you gain weight, and you end up bursting at the seams, making your Algerian proud. You also go out all the time so you can get a tan. One day, Papa Ahmed takes you shopping to buy you clothes in size XXL. Then you go to an Arab area with Islamic shops. Papa Ahmed buys you a thobe, sarouel pants, and babouches. Then you go back to Papa Ahmed's house. You have to put on all the Muslim clothes he bought for you, and you wear them, feeling strange at first. But you like it. When you leave the room, Papa Ahmed is happy. You look Algerian; you no longer look white but like a real Arab. So maybe he'll convert you because he knows you also like Muslim practices, and you've even started praying like a Muslim brother. You are a source of pride for your Algerian Ahmed.

For my brothers who will read this shukran