9.

The Untidy Girl

There was once a girl called Husna who never stayed neat for long. She was often found to be dirty and untidy. Her mother would comb her hair neatly and tie it, only to find that Husna would untie it and once more have it hanging untidily around her face. If she ate yoghurt, ice cream, chocolate or porridge, she had to be reminded to wash her face clean again. Husna’s mother began to grow tired of always trying to keep her child neat and tidy.

One day Husna’s mother asked Husna’s dad to buy them a full length mirror for the passage wall. When it arrived, it was mounted on the wall at a height where Husna would be able to see her entire reflection. Husna’s mother called her and told her to stand in front of the mirror. She then taught Husna the dua to be read when looking in the mirror ( Allahumma anta hassanta khalqi fahassin khuluqi- O Allah, you have made my body beautiful, so beautify my character as well.)

Next she told Husna to examine her reflection and ponder:

MIRROR, MIRROR

SHOW IT ALL

AM I NEAT

OR NOT AT ALL

Husna now had to tell her mother what the mirror reflected. If her teeth were unclean she had to brush them. If her hair was untidy she had to comb it. If her clothes or shoes were dirty, she had to change them. If her face, hands or feet were dirty, she had to go wash them. Husna had to do all of this, until she became neat and clean once more.
Soon Husna became a very neat girl. She would stand in front of the mirror, recite her dua, see what was wrong with her appearance and then go and correct it. Her mother became pleased to see the wonderful improvement in her daughter.

Everyone was so amazed to see an untidy girl had transformed into a neat and pretty girl. What’s more is that due to her always reciting the mirror dua, along with her appearance, Husna’s conduct also improved and she became a better Muslim.

8.

The Noise In The 

Night!

It was a cold, winter’s night when Qasim awoke in his bed. His room was dark but he was sure that he had heard a sound. He glanced at the clock by his bedside. It was two o ‘clock in the morning. Qasim convinced himself that he had probably imagined the noise. He closed his eyes and slowly began drifting off to sleep again.

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Suddenly, he heard the noise again. It sounded like someone creeping along the passage outside his room. Who could be creeping around the house this time of the night? he wondered. What if it was a burglar?   Qasim whimpered in fear and pulled the duvet over his head. His heart began beating faster and faster and he felt very scared.

He then heard the noise again but this time, he realized that there was something very familiar about the sound. It sounded just like those squeaky sandals his mother wore in the house. He sighed with relief as he realized that there was no burglar in the house, it was only his mother. What was she doing walking around the house in the middle of the night? he wondered. He got out of bed, put on his slippers and went to investigate.

He found to his surprise, both his parents in the room where they read salaah. His father was laying out the musallahs (prayer mats). “What are you doing?” Qasim asked?

“We are getting ready for salaah,” his father replied. “I’m sorry if we disturbed you.” Qaasim was still confused. “Why are you reading salaah now? Isn’t it much too early for Fajr Salaah,” he asked.

His father explained, “We actually getting ready to perform Tahajjud Salaah. When we wake up from our enjoyable sleep and leave our warm beds for Allah’s pleasure, to perform Tahajjud Salaah, there is such great reward. Allah Ta’ala accepts and answers the duas of those who pray to Allah, at this part of the night. It is a really special time to ask Allah Ta’ala for forgiveness and for anything else that we want in this world.”

Qaasim smiled. He had lots of things to make dua for. “Can I read too? he asked.

“Yes, of course,” his mother replied. “Go and perform wudhu first.”

Qasim went to perform his wudhu and thereafter joined his parents in performing Tahajjud Salaah and making dua. He felt really fortunate to be making dua at this time of the night while most people were fast asleep. It was a really special feeling!

7. DON’T WALK WITH ONE SHOE

Yahya’s mother called out, “Yahya! Hurry up or you will be late! Your Daddy is already taking the car out of the garage!” “I’m coming!” called back Yahya. “I’m just slipping on my shoes and I’ll be there in a minute!”

First Yahya slipped on his right shoe. Then he slipped on his left. His shoe felt a bit strange and Yahya groaned in dismay. He now remembered that the previous day, his shoe had begun to open up at the front. It had looked like a fish-mouth.

He had intended to glue it together last night but had forgotten to do so. Just then his father hooted. It’s too late, he thought to himself. I don’t have other shoes that are suitable to wear to school. He grabbed his school satchel and raced to the car. He greeted his mother with a salaam on his way out and remembered to recite his dua for leaving the house. (Bismillahi tawakalltu al-Allah, la hawla wa la kuwatta illah billah –  [ (I leave) In the name of Allah (and) I have put my trust in Allah. And there is no power and might except with Allah]

Fortunately, Yahya made it to school on time or he would have had to stay in for detention. Yahya’s shoe felt strange and as the day went on, the fish-mouth in his shoe became much larger. At the end of the school day, the shoe was in a really bad state. He could hardly walk in it.

As he walked home, he was forced to take off his left shoe. It had become o bad to walk with that he had almost tripped and fell. Holding his shoe in his left hand, he limped the last few metres home wearing only the right shoe. 

Upon entering his house, he recited the dua for entering the home. (Allah-humma inni asalluka khairal mawlaji wa khairal makhraji. Bismillahi walajna wa bismillahi kharajna, wa allallahi rabbina tawakkalna – O Allah, I ask you the blessing of entering and leaving the home. With Allah’s name we enter and leave, and upon our sustainer Allah do we rely.)

He then made salaam aloud. His mother heard him and came to greet him, replying to his salaam. She at once noticed him walking with one shoe and exclaimed, “Why are you walking with one shoe on? Don’t you know that our Nabi (s.a.w) has said that one should not walk with only one shoe. He should either wear them both or remove them both.”

Yahya was surprised to hear this. He then answered his mother saying, “I did not know that! I only walked home with one shoe because my shoe broke on the way and I almost fell.”

“Well next time,” advised his mother, “see that you walk with either both your shoes or that you remove them both. I dislike seeing my son walking with only one shoe.”

Yahya apologized by saying, “Sorry Mummy! Now that I know that our Nabi (s.a.w) has prohibited us from walking with one shoe, I will avoid doing so in future.”

6. THE SICK GRANNY

 

Sulaiman had just sat down to do his homework when suddenly his grandmother called out, “Sulaiman, please bring me some water. “Sulaiman sighed and got up to fetch the water. His grandmother thanked him and told him what a good boy he was.

 This was something that happened often in their home. Since their granny had become ill and come to stay with them, she was constantly calling Sulaiman or his sister to fetch things for her, to massage her feet or simply just to keep her company.

Sulaiman loved his granny but he found it so annoying when she kept calling him. Sometimes, when he was playing, he would pretend not to hear her when she called out. Then his mother or sister had to attend to her.

None of his friends had the same problem. Their grandparents didn’t live with them. When he told his mother how he felt, she scolded him for being so unkind, saying that as his granny could no longer walk, she needed their help.

One day Sulaiman became very ill. He had a fever which left him feeling really weak. Whenever he tried to stand, he felt dizzy. He had to spend several days in bed. He even needed help to walk to the bathroom.

His mother did her best to care for him but Sulaiman was often left alone in his bedroom. He was miserable and lonely. Every time he needed something, he had to call out to his mother. He hated feeling so helpless.

When he complained to his mother about this, she said, “You will feel like this for a few days only. Your granny suffers like this every day.”

Sulaiman suddenly realized how difficult it must be for his granny. She probably felt helpless all the time. It was not her fault that she was sick.

He made a promise to himself that when he was well, he would do a better job of caring for his granny. He would no longer get angry, irritated or ignore her. His short illness taught him an important lesson.

 

5. The Box Of Handkerchiefs

Naseera was opening all the Eid gifts that she had received from her various aunts, uncles and cousins. She soon noticed that two gifts she received were exactly the same….pretty gift-boxed handkerchiefs. She asked her mother what she should do about this. Her mother told her not to mention this to the cousins who had given her the gifts, to avoid hurting their feelings. She also suggested that she could give one box to a friend instead of hoarding it. “In this way,” said her mother, “you will be practising on the hadith: EXCHANGE GIFTS WITH ONE ANOTHER, YOU WILL LOVE EACH OTHER.”

“That’s exactly what I shall do. I’ll give it to my best friend Khadija,” Naseera said. “She has a sinus problem and always needs tissues and handkerchiefs. Her handkerchiefs are also quite old and faded and I’m sure she will love these new ones.”

The following day at school, Naseera presented Khadija with the box of handkerchiefs. Khadija beamed with joy at the gift and thanked Naseera by saying “Jazakillahu Khairah.” (May Allah grant you a good reward). She then said, “I also have a gift for you but it is quite small, compared to what you have given me.” She then handed Naseera a beautiful pencil. Naseera smiled and thanked her saying, “A gift is a gift and it doesn’t matter how small or big it is. It is the thought behind it that counts. I will treasure this beautiful pencil and make dua for you when using it.”

The two girls then walked towards their classroom. Just then Khadija sneezed and said:  “Alhamdulillah.” (Praise be to Allah).

Naseera answered, “Yarhamukillah!” (May Allah have mercy on you). Khadeeja then replied, “Yahdeekumullah!”(May Allah guide you). That afternoon Naseera showed her mother her gift and remarked, ” It is indeed true that when two people exchange gifts the love between them increases.”

(Note -‘Yarhamukillah changes to Yarhamukallah for a male)

       4. The Greedy Girl

It was Saturday morning and Sakeena was getting ready to go outside to play with friends from her building. As she was going out of the door, her mother called her and placed a box in her hands. “What’s this, mummy?” she asked.

“These are fresh cream doughnuts for you to share with your friends,” said her mummy. Sakeena looked into the box and saw that her mother had cut two big long doughnuts into halves. This meant that she and her three friends would each get half a doughnut to eat. Sakeena loved doughnuts but her mother didn’t let her have them very often. As she walked down the stairs with the box, she realized her mother wouldn’t know if she shared the doughnuts with her friends or not. This was the perfect chance for her to eat as much as she wanted.

      Her friends were waiting for her at the grassy patch, where they always played. She greeted them and then sat down on the grass and opened the box. Her friends’ mouths watered as they saw the fat sugary doughnuts, oozing with fresh cream. They waited for Sakeena to offer to share but this greedy girl did not. Sakeena even forgot to read her dua before eating, as she took her first big bite. Her friends watched enviously as she licked the fresh cream off her fingers and ate some more.

      Soon her friends began to play, trying hard not to watch her eat. The doughnuts were delicious and Sakeena was really enjoying them. Soon however, she began to feel really full. At first she had been taking big bites but now she could barely swallow the smallest of bites. She still had two pieces of doughnuts left and knew she couldn’t take them back upstairs, as her mother would know she hadn’t shared. It was too late to offer her friends now, for they would know that she was only sharing because she couldn’t finish them.

      Sakeena had to just continue stuffing herself slowly with the doughnuts even though she felt so full. The doughnuts no longer tasted as delicious as they once had and were starting to make her feel really awful. Suddenly Sakeena started feeling sick and knew she was going to throw up. She ran up the stairs with her hand covering her mouth.

      Unfortunately, she didnt make it to their bathroom on time. She vomited right outside the door of their flat. The doughnuts which had looked so lovely earlier in the box, now looked a disgusting sight as she threw up. Her mouth felt so dry and smelt so horrible too. Sakeena felt really miserable.

      Her mother, who had to clean up the awful mess, was really cross with her for not sharing. “You greedy girl,” she scolded. “Not only did you make yourself sick but you also lost out on all the reward from Allah Ta’ala, by not sharing what you love!” This made Sakeena feel even worse. Later, she watched from her bedroom window as her friends played happily outside. She was really envious as she lay in bed feeling so weak. Her greed had made her sick and had cost her a day of fun with her friends. 

      3.

      The Cricket Bat

      Tahir awoke one Saturday morning, rubbed his eyes and recited his dua for when waking up. “Alhamdu lillahil lazi ahyaana ba’da ma amaatana wa ilaihin nushoor.”  (All praise is due to Allah who gave us life, after having given us death and to Him we shall return.) He then lay in bed planning his day. He heard his father making salaam and then heard the sound of an engine running, as his father set off to work. It’s about 7.30 a.m. he thought to himself, hugging his pillow.

      Just then, he heard sounds that made him jump out of bed.  Crrunch! Crack! Splinter! What he just remembered, gave him a sick feeling in his stomach. He rushed over to the window, dreading what he would see. He saw his father get out of the car and look under it. Muaaz’s cricket bat lay in the driveway, broken in half. Tahir had borrowed it yesterday and had promised to look after it. Muaaz would be so angry with him. His parents would be angry too. They were always reminding him not to leave his things lying around. What was he going to do?

      Tahir went outside after his father drove off. He found the broken cricket bat and hid it in the garage. He then went to tell his mother what had happened and asked for her advice.  “Well Tahir,” said his mother, “you will have to  tell Muaaz about it and apologize. You will also have to make amends for it.”

      “How am I going to tell him,” asked Tahir. ” He will get so angry.”

      Tahir couldn’t find the courage to tell Muaaz about the bat and avoided him all morning instead. His feelings of guilt and worry grew worse. What was he going to do?

      As they were finishing lunch that day, Tahir’s father asked, “Which careless child left a cricket bat lying in the driveway? I didn’t see it and drove over it this morning. It’s broken now and – ” Muaaz looked accusingly at Tahir and shouted at him, “Don’t ever borrow anything of mine again! How could you be so careless?” He got up and stormed angrily out of the room.

      Their father then turned to Tahir saying, “You are going to use this month’s pocket money to buy a new cricket bat for Muaaz. Now go and apologize to him.” Tahir entered Muaaz’s bedroom and saw him lying on his bed. “I’m really sorry, Muaaz,” said Taahir. “You should have told me about it yourself,” said Muaaz, glaring at him.

      “I wanted to,” said Taahir, “but I was afraid to tell you. Insha’Allah I will buy you another bat soon, to replace it. Please forgive me!”

      “Okay,” said Muaaz, “but please take better care of things in future. Don’t be so careless!”

      Tahir was relieved that his brother had forgiven him and wished that he had owned up sooner. It had been terrible to feel so guilty all day. He was determined to be more careful in future.