A Girl Named Isis

There is a connection to Autism… But not discussed in this blog.. BUT I NEED AND BEG you to read this.

Time has changed since 2001. For us personally in so many ways that I wonder if I even remember life before. People were different. Life was more “calm”. Things were so political and our children could be children just a little longer.

Yes, Em came into our lives and brought with her a lifestyle I’d already had knowledge of and worked with. We worked hard to help her overcome her obstacles and still do to this day. But this post isn’t really about Em. It’s about Em’s friend’s sister.

You see, five to ten years ago, ISIS wasn’t a household name that brought us fear. It really shouldn’t now because technically it’s ISIL. But the media has continued to perpetuate the ISIS moniker and our children aren’t as sheltered from the “evil” in this world as we were growing up. I mean we knew a little but hey, what did we know about guerilla warfare was limited to the after fact trials of the Iran-Contra affair (I know I just age ranged myself).

Social media didn’t really exist. The only time you learned about current events was through discussions in school through Weekly Reader, the rare child who picked up the newspaper and read it front to back and had questions about hot topics that caught their eye, and if they stopped and watched the news. Now our lives are filled with breaking news. It comes into our homes through newspapers, twitter, instagram, facebook, emails, and more. We can’t hide from the instantaneous fuel and often inaccurate until later “news”.

Our kids see this. They read this. It fuels their own personal opinions and how we as adults react add to that. Which brings me to my heartbreaking point; ISIS. If you want to rant and rave about a terrorist group that is fine by me but PLEASE for all that good, USE ISIL. ISIL is truly what they are. It stands for, The Islamic State of Iraq and the Levant. It’s covers the greater area that they have spread too.

ISIS… That is a little girl I love and hold very dear to my heart. With her mother’s permission I’m sharing her photo. She was born before ISIS was a terroristic group that lived in our everyday chatter. I’m not even sure ISIS existed at that time. Her mother loved the name and thought of the Egyptian goddess Isis when naming her.

Isis: In the typical form of her myth, Isis was the first daughter of Geb, god of the Earth, and Nut, goddess of the Sky, and she was born on the fourth intercalary day. She married her brother, Osiris, and she conceived Horus with him. Isis was instrumental in the resurrection of Osiris when he was murdered by Set.

She was powerful in the mythology stories about her. She is always beautiful. And she defied the odds. So for these girls to carry a name like Isis, it’s not about terror but rather strength. We need to stop the bullying that they are receiving from having a name that has been victimized by a group that doesn’t deserve it and no longer fits that moniker.

Please share this post. Let’s create a hashtag campaign to stop the bullying of these girls. We can do this by creating a hashtag campaign using pictures of the goddess Isis or pictures of women/girls named Isis.‪#‎thisisISISnotISIL‬

And Emelie loves this girl like a sister. So that’s why it’s here. Her heart is breaking for her and what she is going through. She wants the bullying to stop. Not to mention that the connection that Isis has with Em is deeper. Her twin is a lot like Em. They are very protective of each other.

So next time you want to rant and rave… please think of all the innocent, loving, peaceful girls who have what Em calls “a beautiful” name that has the misfortune of being hijacked by a group that brings pain instead of love.

 

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