As junior Areeb Quasem raises his hands to begin the melodic call to prayer, the eight students sitting behind him on elaborately woven red carpets bow their heads. The students silently recite their salath, or prayer, in Arabic as Quasem reads them aloud. While such a scene would be typical in a mosque, this one occurs each Friday in room 131, where the Muslim Student Association (MSA) meets to pray.
If you're not a perky seven-year-old girl, with ten of your giggly best friends all squeamish with excitement as you troop into the movie theatre to see ninety minutes of frolicking horses, turn around and run away from "Flicka." Right now. While you still have time. Please. For your own sanity.