13th Feb 2025
Once upon a time during the holy month of Ramadan, a young girl named Amina loved to sit by the window as the sun set. "Mama, can you tell me a story about kindness tonight?" she asked, her eyes sparkling with excitement. Her mother smiled softly, holding Amina close. "Of course, my dear. Let me tell you about the story of a boy named Bilal who shared his food with a hungry cat, teaching everyone the true meaning of kindness." Under the glowing lantern, Amina listened eagerly as her mother began to weave a tale of compassion and care.
Each night, Amina's mother shared a new story, drawing values from the Quran like patience, gratitude, and honesty. On another evening, Amina asked, "Mama, what about the value of family?" Her mother chuckled softly, recalling a parable about a father who taught his children the importance of respect. As the stories filled their home, Amina's heart overflowed with love and understanding, making her Ramadan truly special.
As the nights passed, Ramadan's magic seemed to weave itself into the fabric of Amina's heart. One evening, as the moon hung like a silver pendant in the sky, Amina snuggled into her mother's embrace and whispered, 'Mama, have you got a story about courage tonight?' Her mother nodded, recalling a tale of a young girl named Layla, who stood up for what was right even when it was difficult. Through the story, Amina learned that true bravery isn't about facing dangers alone, but about standing firm for justice with a compassionate heart.
On the last night of Ramadan, Amina felt a bittersweet joy. She had grown so fond of these nightly stories; they had become like old friends who guided her gently. 'Mama, thank you for all the stories,' Amina said softly. Her mother kissed her forehead and replied, 'The lessons of the Quran are like stars, always there to guide us.' With her heart full of gratitude, Amina realized that the values she had learned were not just for Ramadan but for every day of her life.
As Eid approached, the spirit of Ramadan lingered, like soft echoes of a melody. Amina promised to carry the values of kindness, patience, and courage in her heart, sharing them as her mother had shared with her. In her dreams that night, she imagined the stories as colorful threads, weaving a beautiful tapestry of peace and love around her family and friends. Ramadan had planted seeds of wisdom in her soul, which she knew would grow and flourish all year round.
