Story - "The blessed month"

Wake up, wake up Hamad, his mother said. It's time for sahur.He woke
up, but when his mother was out of the sight he went back to sleep
again. His mother came into the room again,and he did the same
thingagain. His mother was angry now, so she decided not to wake him
up.
In the morning when he woke up for school, he hardly remembered
anything. The kitchen wasempty nobody was there.
His mother was feeding the chickens, since they don't have to fast.
Where is my breakfast? he asked his mother. There won't be anything to
eat until sunset. Why? he asked. Because IT'S RAMADAN, she said.Oh!Oh!
how comeI missed it, now he remembered everything. He went to school.
There everybody in his class did fast. He was sorry for himself.
Their teacher told them about Ramadan. His Islamic studies teacher
told them, that you shouldn't sleep too much in Ramadan. You should
finish one Quran at least. The door of heavens are open and the door
of hell will be closed in this blessed moth. The shaitanand other
devels are chained. They can't botheryou. So don't be lazy and pray as
much as you can.Make a lot of duas especially in the night of
power.Hamad raised his hand. Yes? the teacher asked. Which night is
the night of power? he said. Allah had hid this night in the last 10
nights, many scholar believes it's the 27th night and others say it
could be 29th; but nobody knows for sure which night it is the teacher
said. So it could be in 21st,23rd,25th,27th or 29th another student
asked. Yes, you are right, the teacher said. They were still
discussing whenthe bell rang.
When Hamad came home from school. He didn't even asked for food. He
made wudu and went to the Masjid.It was time for Asar.He read the
Quran when he came back.At Iftar he hardly ate anything.After dinner
he did his homework and went to the Masjid to prayIsha and Taravi with
his father.
Please wake me up for Sahur,I won't go back to sleep, I promise he
told his mother before going to bed.Insha Allah, his mother said.
He felt so much peace inside him.
(the end)

Stories - IF YOU JUST TELL THEM.

I was sitting in the kitchen. Sabi (our servant)was washing the dishes
&then she mop the floor. My Mom came in. Sabi why were you late
again?She yelled at her. My bus...... Sabi was going to say something,
when my Mom cut her off. That is not an excuse Sabi, she told her.
I had no idea what the excuse was. I decided to ask Sabi when my Mom
won't be around. It was time for Zuher. We all made wudo & went to
pray except Sabi. She was still working in the kitchen. I was shocked.
Because my Quran teachertold me," when it's time for salat you have to
stop whatever you're doing". And yet I notice she wasn't even covering
her hair, even in front of my father or uncle. Why? isn'tshe supposed
to? I asked myself. When I've been told from everybody you have to
cover your hair. (in front of nonmehrams) Wasn't my dad & uncle were
nonmehram for her?Now I really wanted to talk to her. Later that day
when my Mom went shopping I called her to my room. I told her to sit
down when she came in. Then asked her about it. I don't know how to
pray &nobody told me to cover. Do I have to? she asked me.
Yes, you do, I said.
She started to cry, I couldn't stop her she had to let those tears out.
I will teach you Sabi, don'tcry, I said. She rubbed her blue eyes. She
was so beautiful. You will? she asked. Yes, I answered.
That night I asked my parents to help her study after collage. My Mom
wasso mad. You little kiddy, how could you? they are our servents; if
they started to learn who are going to work for us? Youare forgetting
something Mom. I'm not a kid & Prophet Muhammad (SAW) teach her to be
nicewith our servants. And there's nothing wrong if they'll learn. I
see your point Aisha, my father said. Yes, you can teach her, my
father said. My Mom couldn't say anymore.
I started to teach her. I was amazed how fast she was learning.
She learned her salat in a month. Then I stared to teach her reading & writing.
She finished her 1st quranin a year. Now she was memorizing some
suras. She's so happy now. Now I see her covered from herhead to toe,
even in the hottest days.
One day my dad brought his friend's proposal for her. She was like,
how could I? My Mom asked her Mom. She was happy to hear it.
She got married in the next two weeks. I was happy for her.
Thank you Aisha,if you haven't teached me I couldn't have learn
anything. No Sabiha thankAllah. He had all planed, I just .....I did
nothing I couldn't say anything else.Now I could teach my daughters.
She was tellingme. I started to laugh & she joined me, too. I looked
at the sky & thought there was a big smile, too.
(the end)

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