Losing your voice for a man? Girl, no.
I might be looking too deep into this scenario, but Ariel literally losing her voice in order to be with a guy she had an apparent meet-cute with is not it, sis. Your voice is more than just the noise you make when someone puts a dirty plate in the sink just as you’re done with the dishes. It’s more than the noise you make when your period cramps decide to go full kamikaze on your insides. Your voice is not to be hidden, not to be held back, and not to be sacrificed for any reason.
Language and communication is an exceptionally powerful tool – and one that women have the potential to become masters in.
Look at Farahneez Hassiem, teaching Deaf Muslims to recite the glorious chapters of the Qur’an. Aisha bint Abu Bakr (May Allah be pleased with her) who unfearfully taught men the beauty of Islam with great zest and passion. Nusaybah bint Ka’ab, who used her intellect, emotions and bad-assery to fight alongside and protect the Prophet Muhammad (May Allah be pleased with him). Lucy Edwards who makes YouTube videos on her daily life as a blind woman. Jasmine Alicia Carter using her menstrual blood to create daring pieces of art.
A woman talks back, thinks back, gives back – but never goes back on her word or looks back with regret. Nor gives her voice to a creepy witch. Nope, nope, nope.
That brings me to my next point. Ursula, a scorned woman (probably, I have a theory) seemingly goes out of her way to make the lives of other merfolk a misery. Evil becomes her. How often do we not hear of women being abused by their parents? And when left unresolved, they carry this generational abuse with them by either becoming abusers themselves or falling prey to abusive relationships. I’m not trying to defend Ursula as the villain of the film, but perhaps she is an adult bully trying to call for help – how many of us are not lashing out? Perhaps our default response of “it’s not that bad, it’ll get better” to those tough times is becoming absolute in these uncertain and stressful times.
My final thoughts – a real woman does not sacrifice who she is for anyone. A real woman does not damper her thoughts, which Allah has masterfully created and perfected. A real woman does not hurt other women. A real woman helps other women receive the correct and needed mental health help. A real woman lives her life, fully and with grace… being humble, being at peace. Acknowledging that she can be a b!tch, admitting when she had done wrong, accepting criticism and forgiving others.
In short, don’t be like me and over-analyse an ancient Disney princess movie. But please do. And then write about it and submit it to us at girlonthebusza@gmail.com (everyone loves a product plug-in).
Above all else, polish your soul with faith. Nourish your heart with love. Protect your mind with knowledge. And stay hydrated!
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