The Rash

Yaseera was in tears. She had a rash on her face which was itchy and uncomfortable. The doctor had said that it was an allergic reaction and if she used a cream and avoided certain foods, the rash would probably clear up in a few weeks. The worst part was that some unkind children teased her and made fun of her because of her rash.

Whenever the children insulted her,  Yaseera became angry and said nasty things back to them in return. This, however, only made them tease her more. The angrier she became, the more they enjoyed teasing her. One day, Yaseera went home sobbing. “I don’t want to go back to school, ” she said. “The children tease me.”

Her mother comforted her and told her to make dua for those children, so that Allah  may guide them and help them change their ways. Yaseera made dua for them and also made dua for herself that her rash may clear up quickly. She did this every night. Her mother also advised her to ignore those who teased her and not be rude to them in return. When they teased her, she should keep silent.

By making dua for those children, Yaseera began to feel stronger and better. She followed her mother’s advice and whenever the children teased her, she ignored them. When they made her really angry, she would recite ta’awuz or zikr instead of answering them back.

Soon they got bored of teasing her. It was no longer fun as she did not get angry anymore. Some of them even apologized to her for their bad behaviour. Her rash finally faded away and Yaseera realised that it is best to ask Allah’s help in every difficulty.



A Special Friend

During interval at school, all the girls would sit in a classroom and eat the lunch that their mothers had packed for them. Each day as Ayesha ate her lunch, she would notice Saadiyah sitting alone. Saadiyah did not bring lunch. While all the other girls were eating, Saadiyah would sit quietly or put her head down on the desk.

Ayesha began to wonder why Saadiyah never brought lunch to school. She noticed that Saadiyah was very thin, and that she did not have as much energy as the other girls. Her clothes and shoes also looked very old. She realised that Saadiyah’s family probably did not have enough money for Saadiyah to bring lunch.

Ayesha had always been taught that Allah loves and rewards those who share. One day she sat next to Saadiyah and asked, “Would you please help me eat my lunch?” Saadiyah was surprised. She was also very hungry, so she agreed. That was the first day that Ayesha and Saadiyah ate lunch together. Saadiyah remembered to thank Ayesha by saying “Jazakallah Khair,” which means, “May Allah reward you well.”

Thereafter, Ayesha would always share lunch with Saadiyah. They soon became very close friends. Saadiyah explained to Ayesha why she didn’t bring lunch. She said “My parents do not have much money. That is why we can only eat in the morning and in the evening. We are making Dua to Allah everyday to make it easier for us. Insha Allah, our Duas will soon be answered.”

Ayesha liked sharing her lunch with Saadiyah. Saadiyah, however, felt sad that she could not give Ayesha anything in return. She said to Ayesha, “Everyday, you share your lunch with me, but I can’t share anything with you. I wish that there was something that I could do for you.”

Ayesha thought about it for a moment, then smiled and said, “My mother always says that the best gift that you can give to a person is to make Dua for them. If you really want to do something for me, then you can make Dua for me.”

Saadiyah agreed that it was a good idea. After that, she began to make Dua for Ayesha everyday. Eventually, Saadiyah’s parents could afford to give her lunch every day. Saadiyah and Ayesha still liked to share though. Now they had two lunches to share. Through sharing, Saadiyah and Ayesha remained close friends. Saadiyah has never forgotten how wonderful Ayesha was to her. She continues to make Dua for her special friend.


The Spy

Little Zaid loved to carry tales. If he saw anyone doing something wrong or making a mistake, he would rush off to tell others about it. He would often sneak up behind his brothers  to see what they were up to. He was always waiting for them to do something wrong, so that he could get them into trouble with his parents. His brothers called him  ‘A Spy’.

In school, he would always interrupt the teacher to tell her what the other children were doing, even if they were doing nothing wrong. Zaid was always getting into trouble for carrying tales but this did not make him stop. If someone told him a secret, he enjoyed telling it to others. This bad habit became worse as time went on.

One day, Zaid’s friend Muhammad was upset because he had done very badly in a class test. The test had not been so difficult and Muhammad was the only one who had not done well. Muhammad was so embarassed. He asked all his friends not to tell anyone. They all, including Zaid, agreed.

Soon though, Zaid told someone. Then he told someone else. Eventually, everyone knew about it. Muhammad was very angry with Zaid. He shouted at him and said, “I don’t want to be your friend anymore. You are nothing but a ‘tale carrier.”

All Zaid’s other friends wouldn’t talk to him either. Sometimes, he would see them all talking and laughing but when he joined them, everyone would become silent. Nobody seemed to like him anymore. None of the boys in his class wanted to be his friend anymore. “We don’t trust you,” they said.

At home his brothers did not like to spend time with him. “Why should we let a spy play with us?” they asked. Zaid was very lonely. He had no one to play with. He wanted people to like him again. He wanted his brothers to stop calling him ‘A Spy’. He wanted to change and become a better person.

His parents gave him some very good advice. They told him to seek forgiveness from all those he had troubled in the past. They also told him that he should only speak well of others or keep silent.

Zaid prayed to Allah for forgiveness and asked Allah to help him change his ways. He went to all his family members and friends to apologise and ask them to forgive him. It was not an easy thing for him to do. Zaid is a nicer person now that he no longer carries tales. Everyone likes him and nobody calls him ‘A Spy” anymore.



Don’t Please Shaitaan

One Sunday afternoon, Abu Bakr and his sister Aatikah were playing at home, in their lounge. Aatikah played with her plastic tea set and pretended to make tea. She offered a cup and saucer to Abu Bakr and said, “Here Abu Bakr, let’s have tea.”

Abu Bakr however was too busy with his new red truck and ignored his sister. “Abu Bakr, would you like a hot cup of tea?” she asked again. She held the empty cup in front of him.

Abu Bakr became angry and pushed the cup away. “Leave me alone, Aatikah,” he said. “I don’t want to play your silly tea party game. Go and bother someone else.”


Aatikah felt very hurt. Not only did Abu Bakr not want to play with her, but he had also called her ‘tea party’ a silly game. Because she felt so bad, she leaned over and pushed Abu Bakr’s truck so that it fell onto its side. “Look! Your silly little truck had an accident,” she said.

Abu Bakr became very angry. “How dare you touch my truck!” he shouted. He gave Aatikah a hard push. She then pushed him back. He pushed her again and she began to cry.

Their parents heard the noise and rushed into the room. “Stop this nonsense at once!” said their father. She started it first,” said Abu Bakr. “No! He did,” cried Aatikah. Their parents were very upset with them. Aatikah and Abu Bakr had to explain to them how the fight had started.

After they had finished explaining, their father said to them, “You should treat each other with love and respect. You should not fight. We are now all upset because of your fight but guess who is very happy right now?”

“Who?” asked the children?

“Shaitaan,” replied their father.

Aatikah and Abu Bakr felt very ashamed of themselves. They didn’t want to make Shaitaan happy. They hated shaitaan. They knew that shaitaan loved it when people behaved badly. He wanted to take people to Jahannam with him.

Aatikah and Abu Bakr did not want to go to Jahannam, they wanted to go to Jannah. They also wanted Allah to be pleased with them. Besides, they didn’t want to fight anymore as it’s such a wonderful thing to have your brother or sister as your friend.

“I’m sorry for fighting with you,” Aatikah said to Abu Bakr. “I’m sorry too,” said Abu Bakr. Then Abu Bakr asked Aatikah if she would make him a cup of tea in her tea set. Aatikah became pleased and the two children went off happily to play.




Keeping ties with fellow Muslims

Ebrahim and Ismail were the very best of friends. They lived on the same street and they played, did homework and even read salaah together. They loved spending time with each other.

One day, while playing together, Ebrahim accidentally threw Ismail’s ball too high and Ismail was not able to catch it. It rolled down the road and got lost. “Look what you’ve done!” Ismail shouted. “My ball is lost because of you!”
“It was an accident,” Ebrahim shouted back. “Besides, it’s not my fault.   It’s yours! You didn’t catch the ball in time and now you are blaming me.”

They continued to shout and blame each other. The ball was eventually found and returned to Ismail.  The damage however was already done and Ebrahim and Ismail did not want to be friends anymore. They didn’t even want to talk to each other.

For two days they did not greet or talk to each other. They ignored one another totally. Their families hoped that they would soon forgive each other and become friends once again.

On the third day, at madrassah, their teacher was explaining a hadith of Nabi Muhammed S.A.W. which said that a Muslim may not keep away from his fellow Muslim for more than three days. This meant that before three days had passed, they had to start talking to each other and greeting each other.

If they continued ignoring each other, they would be sinful. Both Ebrahim and Ismail were worried as it was already the third day since their fight. As soon as they could, they rushed over to each other and made salaam. Each of them asked the other for forgiveness. They both then asked Allah to forgive them.

It was great to be friends again. They had missed each other. They realized that they are brothers in Islam and they should always try to stay friends for the pleasure of Allah.



The boy who wanted to be strong

In a small town, there lived a boy whom everyone was afraid of. This boy was tall and well built (with strong arms and legs) and became angry very easily. If someone told him something that he didn’t like, he would punch or kick that person. As a result, people  didn’t like him and tried to stay as far away from him as possible.
The boy sometimes felt bad that he had no friends, but he loved the fact that people called him ‘strong’. He had always wanted to be strong.
One day, as he pushed and shouted at someone who  had accidentally bumped into him, he heard a stranger remark behind him, “That boy is so weak.”
The boy was shocked. This was the first time that anyone had ever called him weak. “How dare you call me weak?” he shouted at the stranger. “Didn’t you see how easily I hit him? I can hurt you much worse.”
The stranger replied, “Being able to hit someone does not make you strong! Nabi Muhammad (saw) has told us that a strong person is one who is able to control his anger. You do not have any control over your anger. You just hit people whenever you feel like. That makes you a bully and also makes you weak.”
The boy was stunned. No one had ever spoken to him in that manner before.  He realized however, that the stranger was right. He WAS weak. He could no longer consider himself strong. He felt ashamed and decided to change.
He  followed the advice of Nabi ( S.A.W). If he became angry, he would rush off to make wudhu and remembered to recite ta’awwuz. If he became angry while standing, he would immediately sit.
Soon he found a great change in himself. People were no longer afraid of him. In fact, he also began to make many friends. Now that he can control his anger, he no longer uses his physical strength to hurt people but uses it to help others instead. As a result, he is so much happier.



The mud bath.

Yusuf and Suhayl were in the same class in school. Yusuf was new in class and he did not have any friends. None of the boys had asked him to play with them and he was too shy to ask if he could join them. Suhayl however, had lots of friends. Everyone liked to  play with Suhayl.

One day, it rained quite heavily. As the boys were leaving the school, Yusuf slipped. SPLASH! He fell right into a puddle of mud. Mud splashed onto his face, his hair and his clothes. Some of the mud even got into his shoes. What a sight he looked! The mud felt really gooey and Yusuf felt really dirty. He was so embarrassed.

Suhayl and his friends burst into loud laughter. “Look,’’ one of the boys called out. “Yusuf had a mud bath.” This made the boys laugh even more.

None of them helped him in any way. They just continued to point and laugh. Yusuf kept his head down so that none of the boys would be able to see the tears in his eyes.  Later, even after having had a bath at home, he was still crying.

The next day, although the sun was shining, the ground was still full of mud puddles. During the break, Yusuf sat on one of the benches, far away from the puddles of mud. He really didn’t want to have another mud bath.

Suhayl and his friends were playing soccer that day. They were having a wonderful time. Just then, as Suhayl stretched out his leg to kick the ball, he fell. This time it was Suhayl who was covered in mud. He was even filthier than Yusuf had been.

This time, since he was the one full of mud, Suhayl did not find it funny at all. All his friends did though. They all stood around him and laughed. Suhayl’s feelings were hurt. These boys were his friends yet they were all laughing at him. Now he realised how horrible Yusuf must have felt the day before.

In fact, the only boy not laughing at him was Yusuf. Yusuf was so kind that he actually came and helped Suhayl out of the mud. “You are such a kind person, Yusuf,” said Suhayl. “I did nothing to help you when you fell. All I did was laugh. Today, when all my friends are laughing at me, you are the only one being so kind to me.”

Yusuf just smiled and said, “My parents taught me not to laugh at other people. Besides, I know just how hurtful it is to be laughed at.”

Then Suhayl realised how cruel it is to laugh at another person and how horrible it feels to be laughed at. Now he is very careful not to laugh at anyone. AND GUESS WHAT?
Suhayl and Yusuf are now the best of friends. Isn’t Suhayl lucky to have Yusuf as a friend?