[name_f]Azra[/name_f] Ashara Mostafa (26) is the granddaughter of the late eccentric widow Ashara Mostafa, who died nearly six years ago. [name_f]Azra[/name_f] wanted to keep [name_m]Little[/name_m] [name_m]Pete[/name_m] [name_m]Little[/name_m], but unfortunately was not able to. However [name_f]Azra[/name_f] was the sole beneficiary of Ashara’s generous will, and lives a great life. When [name_f]Azra[/name_f] was a young child, her father died tragically in a car accident as did her mother. Both loved their daughter more than anything else. [name_f]Azra[/name_f] attended the funeral as a toddler with her grandmother, but she was too young to realize what had happened to her parents and therefore wasn’t scarred by the incident. Ashara tried her best to shield her granddaughter from the horrific reality of what had happened, while still letting her know how much her parents loved her. [name_f]Azra[/name_f] is really happy that she got to live with her grandmother her whole childhood, and loved her dearly- she misses her, and every year she’ll visit Ashara’s burial site.
Despite trying not to let her granddaughter know how horrible the actual situation was, Ashara still tried to tell her daughter about her father and what a good man he was. Ashara actually told [name_f]Azra[/name_f] that she reminded her of her parents- she told her she had her mother’s beauty and her father’s creativity and ambition. [name_f]Azra[/name_f] always held these compliments close to her heart, and despite being content with living with her grandmother she’d often imagine what having “ real parents “ and a “ real home “ was like. Ashara had her daughter homeschooled, and while [name_f]Azra[/name_f] loved her tutors she often longed to go to school. The reason Ashara did this was because she felt like her son’s death was her fault for letting him out of her sight for too long, and didn’t want to make the same mistake with her previous granddaughter, the only piece of him she had left.
As a result of not being allowed to have real friends, [name_f]Azra[/name_f] turned to academic studies to distract her from her loneliness. She learned two languages (she now knows [name_f]English[/name_f], [name_u]French[/name_u] and Arabic and will brag to her close friends about being trilingual), studied economics, and memorized the whole periodic table before she turned 10. She also got involved in various causes- racial issues, animal rights, and feminism- which she got the most involved in. When she was 13 and hit puberty, she decided to start covering her hair- but she made it very clear that she did it because she wanted to and not because anyone else made her, and will still stand up for any women who are forced to wear anything they don’t want to. Azra’s still really passionate about feminism today. [name_f]Azra[/name_f] grew up in [name_u]Egypt[/name_u], and she knows that the Middle [name_u]East[/name_u] is notoriously conservative and while womens rights are getting better there’s still some inequalities that [name_f]Azra[/name_f] hopes she can take part in solving.
When [name_f]Azra[/name_f] finished school at 17 (she skipped fifth grade because of her intelligence), her grandmother was angry- she was furious that [name_f]Azra[/name_f] was leaving her house and terrified that [name_f]Azra[/name_f] would get hurt, and she’d have no control over it. What made Ashara even more mad was the fact that [name_f]Azra[/name_f] was emigrating to [name_f]Canada[/name_f] and studying to become a model at the University of Toronto. Ashara demanded that [name_f]Azra[/name_f] pick a more practical career which infuriated [name_f]Azra[/name_f]- despite being sharp as a tack and very capable of becoming a lawyer or a doctor, [name_f]Azra[/name_f] is a model because that’s what she’s always wanted to do. Eventually Ashara came to terms with it and told her granddaughter to do whatever she wanted- as long as she sent letters often! Due to her upbringing [name_f]Azra[/name_f] struggled with a bit of social anxiety in her first month of college but eventually warmed up to her two roommates- two girls who clicked with [name_f]Azra[/name_f] very well. Both girls loved [name_f]Azra[/name_f] once they got to know her and welcomed her into their friend group.
[name_f]Azra[/name_f] started dating one of her two friends’ brothers in secret and felt awful about it- when they finally told her friend she was really happy about it, despite what [name_f]Azra[/name_f] thought. Azra’s friendgroup contained/still contains six people- three girls and three boys including her, one of the boys being her then boyfriend, now husband who was studying something else (they were all studying different career paths except [name_f]Azra[/name_f] and one of her roommates who is also a model today). When [name_f]Azra[/name_f] finished college her and her boyfriend moved to a house just outside of Charlottetown, [name_u]Prince[/name_u] [name_u]Edward[/name_u] [name_u]Island[/name_u]- it’s in a rural area, and it’s very beautiful. [name_f]Azra[/name_f] knows her grandmother would’ve loved it and just wishes she was still alive to see it. [name_f]Azra[/name_f] now has a daughter and a son, 3 and 4 years old, and she loves them dearly. She’ll often travel all around the world for modeling shoots which is exhausting but [name_f]Azra[/name_f] loves her job. She belongs to a very body positive agency which she is proud of and uses her publicity to speak out against injustices. [name_f]Azra[/name_f] wishes she would’ve been able to keep [name_m]Little[/name_m] [name_m]Pete[/name_m] [name_m]Little[/name_m] and wishes him well- she’s actually got a pet of her own, a Syrian hamster named [name_u]Howard[/name_u].