Wait For Your Turn

“Phew! There are such a lot of people here, mum. And they’re all pushing!” cried 8 year old Yusuf, holding his mother’s hand tightly. “It’s okay, honey. Just stay close and you won’t get lost.” replied his mother, her eyes glued to the Ka’aba. In the burning heat of Makkah, they had come to perform... Continue Reading →

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So What?

Click here to get the printable document.“Yasir!” The mother called out. “Yes, mother?” Yasir responded, with a questioning look towards his mother. “Did you want something from me?” He asked. “No, but be a bit quieter; you are making much too much noise, and you need to calm down. Your little brother is napping, and... Continue Reading →

They Know Better!

“Assalamu alaykum, Farah! Did you sleep well?” Farah’s mother greeted her after her daughter had woken up. Farah looked disgruntled. “Yes, I slept well, but how come I have to wake up at ten even on the weekends?” Her mother shook her head. “Farah, even ten o’clock is very late. You should try to wake... Continue Reading →

The Poor unfortunate house

I am a poor unfortunate house. Why am I unfortunate? I’d let you decide that but you have to listen to my story first to see for yourself.   I was constructed only three years ago. A lot of hard work went into building me. Once I was all ready I looked really smart, with... Continue Reading →

A Favor Returned

Seeing the beetles crawl on the ground and the dirty dishes, made Sarah feel like throwing up once again. Sarah grew up in an orphanage, and at least got a protection after her parents died. But the problem was, it was a very dirty, small, and smelly orphanage which didn’t have a good education, and Sarah... Continue Reading →

Who made it?

Mom! Look what I’ve made!” said Ahmed excitedly. Mom smiled, “That’s a lovely drawing! You have made a ship sailing on the sea.” “Look at this, Mom! I can also make a paper boat.” “That is a lovely boat and you have made it all by yourself,” said Mom. “But Mom, you always tell me... Continue Reading →

Haris’ Dad

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... Continue Reading →

Someone is Watching

“Laila, my dear, come here and help me.” Laila’s mother called out. “Yes mother, I’m coming,” said Laila. Laila’s mother sold milk for a living and Laila helped her with the work. Today was no different as she poured the milk into containers, ready to take to the market in the morning. Laila’s mother called... Continue Reading →

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