Haris is in second grade. Yesterday, His teacher had asked the whole class to write a paragraph about their dad. The topic was, “My dad is special”. Today in the English class, the teacher told the children that Haris’s piece of writing was the best. As a reward, she gave him a very special pencil box.
Let’s see what Haris wrote.
My father’s name is Mustafa Khan. He is forty years old.
He offers his prayers in the masjid five times a day.
My father is a construction worker.
He makes houses and office buildings.
He leaves our house at 7 in the morning and returns at six in the evening.
As soon as he enters the house, we all run to hug him.
He always brings something for us, sometimes fruit or sometimes milk.
When we ask our father, ‘Are you tired?’ he replies, “Yes, I am, but when I see you after a long day, I don’t feel tired anymore.”
Yesterday we were all sad to see dad’s hands. They are always rough but yesterday they were cracked. My little sister started to cry when she saw them.
My father picked her up and made her sit on his lap and said “It doesn’t matter! This happens when you work.”
“Don’t do this work, Dad! Please do something else. Its just too much hard work and I don’t like it when your hands hurt.” My little sister told my dad.
My dad told her “All work is good. But begging is not. When our Prophet Muhammad (saw) saw a man with hands that had been hard at work, he said, “Nobody has ever eaten a better meal than that which one has earned by working with one’s own hands.”
My dad is special because he always thanks Allah and always stay happy. I love my dad very much. When I grow up I want to be just like him. I will work hard and always thank Allah for what he gives me.
The Prophet Muhammad (s) said, “Nobody has ever eaten a better meal than that which one has earned by working with one’s own hands. The Prophet of Allah, David used to eat from the earnings of his manual labor.” (Sahih Bukhari)