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But Shirin also remembered that her mother had always told her it was no use trying to
                hide your true self from others, so Shirin wondered why her aunty chose to be in disguise
                when in England.

                London turned out to be a very strange place indeed. It rained every day for the first
                week and Shirin did not think much of British summertime at all. She had trouble
                understanding what people were saying even though she was told that her English was

                very good. And it turned out that not just anybody could go and say hello to the Queen
                in her big house, even though there must have been a hundred rooms in which to
                welcome visitors and have tea.

                The young girl was very disappointed in her new home and she missed her mother and
                father and her friends. Even the food was different: it
                was grey like the weather and seemed to come out of
                boxes from the freezer, not like her mother’s loobia
                polo with saffron, or crispy tah-deeg which was

                colourful and delicious to eat.
                When the day arrived for Shirin to go to her
                new school, she was very nervous and tried

                to convince her aunty that she was too sick
                to get out of bed.

                ‘I don’t want to go,’ she protested. ‘I don’t
                know anybody and people keep staring at
                me!’

                ‘There are lots of girls at school who wear
                a chador just like you, little one,’ said her
                aunty. ‘I am sure you will make lots of
                friends today, you just wait and see.’

                But it did not go that way at all, not at
                first. There were indeed other girls who
                wore a chador, but they were all older

                than Shirin and they refused to speak to
                her. The girls in her own class pointed
                and laughed. They all had light brown
                hair or blonde hair and blue eyes, and
                they did not want to make friends with

                the new girl because she was different from                loobia polo: an Iranian dish of rice and green beans
                them and had dark skin and dark eyes and                   tahdeeg: a traditional Persian dish of pan-fried rice,
                                                                           that is fluffy and buttery, and often includes saffron
                wore a chador.                                             protested: expressed an objection to something
                                                                           blonde: pale or yellow/golden colour


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