One night, my eight-year-old son, Zakariya, and I were
scanning the TV listings for something to watch.
"Oooh, there's a beauty contest on," I said. Zakariya
asked me what a beauty contest was, and I explained that it
was a contest to choose the most beautiful woman in the
Then my son thrilled me by asking with complete
sincerity, "Why aren't you in the contest, Mommy?"