Once upon a time

Shopgirlove worked with a wonderful persian woman named Azzie. She had a very funny story about a trip her Mother took to Iran from her host country of Germany. She checked in her luggage. As the suitcase floated down the conveyor belt, my friend's mother realized that her head scarf was in her suitcase.
"My Islam! My Islam", she cried.
Of course, the young soldiers at the Berlin Airport closed in on my friend's Mother, guns drawn. Some explanation was required to smooth things over. Luckily, the woman next to her on the plane had an extra head scarf and she was not arrested at Tehran.