Personal Narrative: The Five Pillars Of Islam

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For 17 years, I thought I was a Muslim...and then my grandfather moved in. Upon hearing the news of my maternal grandparents prolonged stay, I was ecstatic. In no time we were buying new furniture, painting walls, and discarding alcoholic beverages that gramps could stumble upon. As a devoted muslim, he would blow a gasket if he spotted even a drop of seasonal Sam Adams. The first few weeks went swimmingly. My grandmother would cook hearty Syrian meals for us and my grandfather would tell more stories than Stephen King. Then one day after school, I went downstairs to deliver their mail and good ole grandpa returned the favor with a lecture. To preface our conversation, he asked, “Momo, what are the 5 pillars of Islam?” I nearly

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