khawlabentalazwaar:

gothamcityballet:

deafmuslimpunx:

exquisitedialectics:

takealookatyourlife:

Aiya Van Kooten everyone

When Aiya Van Kooten stood face-to-face with a burglar in her bedroom, her left eye twitched, then she went into “predator mode”.

“I screamed at him… jumped off my chair, leaped over my bed and sprinted after him down the stairs,” she said.

http://www.stuff.co.nz/national/crime/8626910/Predator-mode-scares-off-burglars

This is the best story of my life

Although she was the only one home, Van Kooten said she had no regard for her safety – instead, she said she was just overwhelmed with “rage“….. ummmmm Hero!!! 

Haha, badass Muslim woman. Love it!!!

This lady is so awesome. She lives with her grandma and was studying and had a towel on her head and no shoes but she chased them out of her garden, kicked one up the arse as he climbed a fence, they dropped a camera and laptop, she flagged down a passing driver to help her continue the pursuit, and they finally caught one of them in a park and pinned him as the police arrived. Now she’s going to visit the burglar in prison for the next few months to help with his rehabilitation.

So in summary:

This lady doesn’t just defend her home and loved ones, she will hunt you down, team up with other skilled individuals, get you put away, and then teach you the consequences of your actions until you’re a valuable member of society once more.

Seriously she’s a frigging superhero.

literal hero

Some years ago I was mugged for the first and last time, a group of about 7-10 teenagers jumped me, pulled my hood over my face, grabbed my bag and pushed me to the pavement. I got up, crying and so furious I couldn’t think, and charged after them. I tracked them down to a garden in a housing estate and ran in screaming my head off. They dropped my bag and ran away. I tackled one of them to the ground, grabbed his balls and pulled very, very hard. Then he ran away too.

They got away with ten pounds in loose change and ancient CD player you couldn’t get fifty pence for, and most likely some bruised testicles.

I got my books and bag back, and the memory of the looks on their faces when I attacked.

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