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As I type this, a solitary tear rolls down my cheek. This will be no scholarly writing, but rather an expression of emotion from a young man who, "wasn't supposed to make it." My name is Kairi Al-Amin and I am here. The product of a married single parent household, the product of a spotlight unlike any other; a spotlight shone not on me, but on the man that I was expected to be; thus, leaving me in the shadows of three individuals the shoes of which, I was not sure I could fill. And yet here I stand, wearing the shoes not of those giants or that projected image, no, these shoes were tailored for me.
Baby Kairi Al-Amin
Kairi Al-Amin at Dar an Noor Academy
My father is Imam Jamil Al-Amin. A prominent figure in both, the civil rights movement and the modern Muslim American Movement. But that is not his significance here. Imam Jamil is a prominent figure in my life, contributing significantly to the man that I am today. Though these contributions come from a distance, we still hold fast to a seemingly unbreakable bond. You see, he was removed from my household when I was only twelve. This should have been the end of any lofty ideas I may have had about who I may become. But on the contrary, this was the fuel that drove me. I was no longer succeeding for myself, but for the legacy that he leaves behind. Understanding that was difficult at first, but once the concept was grasped, how could I possibly drop the ball?
That, however, is only one half of the equation. My mother is Karima Al-Amin. The strongest person I have ever been privileged to know. She has shouldered more than anyone could ever ask a person to shoulder and done so with a pleasantness that is nothing short of amazing. The ever present smile and support provided by my mother could not have been done without. For while I strive and struggle and toil for my father, it is my mother’s warmth and support that eases the load when it weighs heaviest. Nothing I have done could have been done without her much like nothing that I have done could have been done without him. I am them, though, with my own twist.
Now that we are on the same page, let’s get back to today. The solitary tear that rolls down my cheek is not one of sadness, but rather one of jubilation. I can honestly say that I didn’t know I cared this much. Not so much for the degree, but for what it means to the people closest to me and for what it means as it pertains to my growth as an individual. I am not supposed to be here. I should not have made it. The odds were not in my favor and yet, Allah provided what was necessary for me to stand here, Kairi Al-Amin, Doctor of Jurisprudence. My mother, My father, My family both immediate and extended, My community, My Friends and My detractors, this one is not for me, this one is all yours. My accomplishments to this point are nothing without you. The love, the support, the motivation and in some cases, the negativity all did their part in pushing me through this check point. But make no mistake; this is not the finish line. I am happy and appreciative for all that I have in you, for without you, who knows who I’d be. So once again, shukran, thank you and please continue to support me as my journey to realization continues. “In peace strong! In battle strongest!!” Ma Salaama.
Kairi Al-Amin Esq.
Doctor of Jurisprudence
Atlanta’s John Marshall Law School
Class of 2012
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