<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763</id><updated>2011-05-06T19:22:41.585+03:00</updated><category term='aww maa shaa Allaah'/><category term='Ramadhaan'/><category term='bloggers'/><category term='timeless words/wisdom'/><category term='tongue in cheek'/><category term='practical jokes'/><category term='inspirations'/><category term='learning Arabic'/><category term='in shaa Allaah'/><category term='post in progress'/><category term=':)'/><category term='thinking aloud'/><category term='MCQs-R-Us'/><category term='parental plugs'/><category term='muslim kids'/><category term='here and there'/><category term='cerebral reads :)'/><category term='outrage'/><category term='Friday khutbahs'/><category term='road trips'/><category term='brb'/><category term='recipes'/><category term='blogs'/><category term='recommendations'/><category term='us and them'/><category term='learning languages'/><category term='counting my blessings'/><category term='reports'/><category term='fyi'/><category term='posts by Rasha and Rida'/><category term='posts by Rasha'/><category term='&apos;Eid'/><category term='words fail me'/><category term='must-read'/><category term='notes to self'/><category term='learning the Qur&apos;aan'/><category term='posts for posterity'/><category term='into the mind of a Mum'/><category term='hmmm interesting'/><category term='pride and prejudice'/><category term='what on earth is the world coming to?'/><category term='state of the nation'/><category term='reminiscences'/><category term='filed under &apos;future&apos;'/><category term='Hajj'/><category term='fun facts'/><category term='posts by Rida'/><category term='reminders'/><category term='poetry'/><category term='milk of human kindness'/><category term='wishful thinking'/><category term='learning stuff'/><category term='blogging'/><category term='Palestine'/><category term='creative enterprises'/><title type='text'>Day in the Life of Muslim Kidz</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/25823577@N00/455057053/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/173/455057053_8e5083c96c_o.gif" width="582" height="19" alt="bar_62" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Kidz eye view of life in a Muslim country...A fun and fact-filled resource for Muslim children and elders which talks about a range of issues -- from life without Harry Potter to feeling the pain of
 Palestinian children personally-- from a Muslim child's and parent's point of view.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>641</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-2747676783706703430</id><published>2009-01-24T20:11:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T20:33:31.470+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palestine'/><title type='text'>child victims in Gaza</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/world/2009/jan/23/gaza-children-killed-israel"&gt;Children of Gaza: stories of those who died and the trauma for those who survived&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/world/gallery/2009/jan/23/gaza-middleeast?picture=342225616"&gt;10 children's stories in pictures&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-2747676783706703430?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/2747676783706703430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/2747676783706703430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#2747676783706703430' title='child victims in Gaza'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-3608167757336002268</id><published>2009-01-16T17:49:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T17:58:09.717+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palestine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='words fail me'/><title type='text'>The Israelis killed my kid, not once or twice but a thousand times."</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width: 91px; height: 132px;" align="right" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;                       &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;                          &lt;td&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                       &lt;/tr&gt;                                               &lt;tr&gt;                          &lt;td class="Gray6_bg" valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                       &lt;/tr&gt;                                             &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.islamonline.net/servlet/Satellite?c=Article_C&amp;amp;cid=1232033468790&amp;amp;pagename=Zone-English-News/NWELayout"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;" class="bodyContent"&gt;"Dad, I'm dying."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;p style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span class="bodyContent"&gt;The words keep echoing in Kamal Awaga's ears, sending jolts of pain into his feeble, wounded body.&lt;br /&gt;These were the last words uttered by his 9-year-old son, Ibrahim, before he ended up as a practicing target for Israeli soldiers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span class="bodyContent"&gt;"They killed my son in cold blood," says the grief-stricken father, still in a state of shock.&lt;br /&gt;Ibrahim joined more than 350 children killed by Israel in its three-week onslaught on the coastal enclave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;table style="font-family: courier new; width: 231px; height: 66px;" class="highlightBox" align="right"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span class="bodyContent"&gt;But while others fell victim to killer bullets or deadly bombs, Ibrahim's fate was even more tragic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span class="bodyContent"&gt;He became a shooting practice for a squad of Israeli soldiers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span class="bodyContent"&gt;"The Israelis did not show mercy for his innocence," said his tearful father from his bed at the Al-Shefa hospital in Gaza City.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span class="bodyContent"&gt;"They had no pity for his tiny body," added the heart-broken father.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span class="bodyContent"&gt;Nothing in the day prepared the Awaga family for the tragic twist of events that unfolded.&lt;br /&gt;They woke up to a sunny morning after days of being locked in one small room to escape the massive Israeli bombardment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span class="bodyContent"&gt;"Mom, let's have our breakfast out in the garden. I'm tired of staying in this room," the grieved mother recalls Ibrahim's plea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span class="bodyContent"&gt;An hour later, the table was set in the garden and the family was hoping to enjoy rare moments of peace, unaware of the eyes watching them from a distance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span class="bodyContent"&gt;A first missile stole the family's job before another destroyed their house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span class="bodyContent"&gt;"Dad, I am dying," cried Ibrahim to his father who rushed frantically to his side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span class="bodyContent"&gt;"Hurry, let's go," Awaga told his wife and two other children while carrying bleeding Ibrahim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span class="bodyContent"&gt;But even before they could reach the gate, a flood of bullets showered them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span class="bodyContent"&gt;One bullet hit the mother's leg and another hit the father's waist.&lt;br /&gt;Ibrahim's two frightened brothers ran for cover behind the rubbles of their bombed-out house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span class="bodyContent"&gt;As the firing died down, the family thought their misery was over. But the Israeli soldiers were not finished yet.&lt;br /&gt;"When the soldiers came closer, I thought they will kill me," said Awaga who faked being dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;            &lt;p style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span class="bodyContent"&gt;"But they were aiming at my young child," he said choking at the bitter memory.&lt;br /&gt;One soldier came close to Ibrahim's body, turning him by his leg and laughing while another fired his gun to the dead boy's head.&lt;br /&gt;Laughs got louder as they carried the body to a higher place to start their party.&lt;br /&gt;For a whole hour, the father hushed his cries of pain as he watched the Israeli soldiers compete in sniping on his dead son's body.&lt;br /&gt;"They were using his bullet-ridden, bleeding body as a shooting practice.&lt;br /&gt;"With each bullet, they were humming with words I could not figure out, but it sounded full of rapture. It was as if they were celebrating."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span class="bodyContent"&gt;When they finally had enough "practicing," the Israelis took their guns and left the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span class="bodyContent"&gt;Four complete days passed before emergency doctors were able to find their way to the family and rush them to hospital.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span class="bodyContent"&gt;"What did my son do to deserve that?" Awaga asks, shaking his head in disbelief.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span class="bodyContent"&gt;"The Israelis killed my kid, not once or twice but a thousand times."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span class="bodyContent"&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span class="bodyContent"&gt;HasbunAllaahu wa ni'mal wakeel...ni'mal Maula wa ni'man Naseer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span class="bodyContent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span class="bodyContent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-3608167757336002268?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/3608167757336002268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/3608167757336002268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#3608167757336002268' title='The Israelis killed my kid, not once or twice but a thousand times.&quot;'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-1227622919900952237</id><published>2009-01-14T18:25:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T18:30:27.131+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palestine'/><title type='text'>our children and Gaza</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.islamtoday.com/showme2.cfm?cat_id=35&amp;amp;sub_cat_id=2081"&gt;Our children and what is happening in Gaza&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr Muhammad Abdulaziz al-Shuraim&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is hard for us as adults to cope with what is unfolding in Gaza these days. How do we expect small children to cope? This is especially when they see and hear on television the tragic and bloody events that are taking place. Adults might be able to understand what they see on television and go on productively with their lives. Indeed, many have learned how to cope from the sheer number of crises and wars that the news exposes us to year after year. However, children need special care to deal with these tragic events without suffering adverse psychological effects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if we do our best to shelter our children from the the most graphic depictions of what is going on in Gaza, the media will invariably expose them to images and events that they will find deeply disturbing. The following advice can be taken by parents to help their children cope:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;b&gt;We need to be receptive to our children's feelings&lt;/b&gt;. When children express fear or worry about what they see or hear, the role of the parents is to accept these feelings from their children as being natural. They need to convey to their children that everyone has these feelings – even adults. When a child knows that his or her feelings are normal, and that he or she is not alone in feeling fear, it allows the child to cope more positively with that fear, especially when he or she sees that the big people who share such fears continue to go about their daily activities in a normal manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;b&gt;We must not criticize the fear our children feel or deny their feelings&lt;/b&gt;. Many parents say things like: "There is no reason to be afraid" or: "Don't be frightened." They believe that such statements placate their children's fears. This is not the case. By denying the feelings that our children are experiencing, we actually aggravate their fears, because they feel that they are doing something wrong for feeling the way they do. They need to know that everyone feels fear, just like they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;b&gt;We need to encourage our children to communicate their feelings&lt;/b&gt;. Some children need to put their feelings in worlds before they can deal with those feelings. Moreover, some children confuse their genuine feelings with imaginary ones. Just talking about what they feel gives many children comfort, since they know that they have an outlet whenever they come under stress. As parents, we need to encourage communication and also accept from them what they feel, without criticism or condemnation, as we have already explained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;b&gt;We need to answer their questions honestly&lt;/b&gt;. In the face of such a crisis, children will definitely have many questions going through their minds. Moreover, the fertile imaginations that children possess can make them construct things in their minds that have no grounds in reality. This is why it is critical – no matter how complicated or silly our children's questions might seem to us as parents – that we do our best to answer those questions accurately and honestly. If we do not know the answer, we should be able to say: "I do not know."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honest answers help children to distinguish what is reality from the constructs of their imaginations. If children cannot find answers from the people they look up to, their imaginations will run wild.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;b&gt;We can help our children to describe what they are feeling&lt;/b&gt;. After a child speaks about what he or she feels, it is possible for the parents to identify or describe that feeling for the child. For instance, a parent can say: "You are scared for your brothers and sisters in Palestine." or: "You are worried that the same thing could happen to us here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helping to put their feelings into words does not make things worse, like some people think. Rather, it helps children psychologically, allowing them to better understand what is going through their minds, and by letting them know that the people around them understand and respect their feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;b&gt;We must teach our children how to best cope with their fears&lt;/b&gt;. By showing sympathy for our children's fears, we help our children to overcome them. When a child says that he or she is frightened that bombs will fall on the house, it is an opportunity to explain to the child that such things are indeed frightening but they are taking place far away. We should feel worried, but not for ourselves, but rather for our brothers and sisters over there who are living through the tragedy. We can take this occasion to teach our children to supplicate to Allah to protect and help them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;b&gt;We should channel their feelings in positive ways&lt;/b&gt;. Children are more disposed than older people to feel sympathy for others and make sacrifices for them. We can ask our children to make suggestions how we can help our brothers and sisters in Gaza. Maybe the children can donate some of his or her money – no matter that it is very little – to grant relief to the victims of the tragedy. This increases their sense of solidarity while reducing their feelings of fear. It increases the desire of the children to be more charitable in their future lives, and to be more ready supplicate to Allah to help those who are suffering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;b&gt;We should use the occasion to teach our children&lt;/b&gt;. Many children do not appreciate what they have. They are born into a life where they are blessed with a comfortable home, enough food to eat, and toys to play with. They take all of this for granted. When they are disturbed by a tragedy like what is taking place in Gaza, we can use the opportunity to teach our children the importance of thanking Allah for the blessings that He has bestowed upon us. We can make our children aware of the fact that others do not have these things that we take for granted. There are children who do not have the food that maybe our children disdain to eat. Parents can remind their children that what they complain about cannot be compared to the suffering the children of Gaza are going through who have lost almost everything except their hope in Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;b&gt;We must explain what our faith in Allah teaches us about life's difficulties&lt;/b&gt;. We need to explain to our children that the trials Allah deems to have the people of Gaza endure is also part of His love for His creatures. Allah graces those in adversity with the chance to show patience and to strengthen their faith in the certainty of His promise. In this way, we teach our children how they, as believers, can cope better with adversity in their own lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;b&gt;We need to show our children that we love them&lt;/b&gt;. Sometimes children need to be reassured that their parents will do everything to protect them from what frightens them. They need to know that their parents are there for them. We need to hug our children and kiss them when we see that they are frightened or under stress. At the same time, depending on the child's age, we need to give the child confidence that Allah, in His wisdom, has decreed everything for humanity and that we must rely on Allah and go on with our lives, though there are dangers out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that these words of advice will help our children cope in a positive manner with the crisis that is taking place, though our children's difficulties are nothing in comparison to what the children of Gaza are suffering from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I pray to Allah to help our brothers and sisters in Gaza. Truly, He is the one who is All-Powerful, and He is the one we turn to for help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-1227622919900952237?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/1227622919900952237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/1227622919900952237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#1227622919900952237' title='our children and Gaza'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-2401770022908865176</id><published>2009-01-14T09:30:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T09:35:41.926+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muslim kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palestine'/><title type='text'>rationed food in the land of milk and honey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GpBdahsRvLo/SW2Gr-dZsbI/AAAAAAAAAMM/dne7_3_m_dI/s1600-h/8468262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291033227289014706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GpBdahsRvLo/SW2Gr-dZsbI/AAAAAAAAAMM/dne7_3_m_dI/s400/8468262.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Palestinian children eating their rations at an UNRWA center in the Jabalya refugee camp. (AP)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-2401770022908865176?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/2401770022908865176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/2401770022908865176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#2401770022908865176' title='rationed food in the land of milk and honey'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GpBdahsRvLo/SW2Gr-dZsbI/AAAAAAAAAMM/dne7_3_m_dI/s72-c/8468262.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-6518133355924504523</id><published>2009-01-11T11:08:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T11:36:10.443+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palestine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fyi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outrage'/><title type='text'>sometimes one is glad that  hell in the Hereafter is real and everlasting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.independent.co.uk/news/world/middle-east/welcome-to-hell-gazas-unending-misery-1299668.html"&gt;Welcome to Hell: Gaza's unending misery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Last week, an Israeli attack outside a UN school killed nearly 40 people. Israel and Palestinian witnesses said militants carried out an attack from the area moments earlier. But it is Israeli fire, Israeli weapons and Israeli military that do the aiming – and Palestinian women and children being killed at a rate that is sickening world opinion, if not yet world leaders.&lt;br /&gt;And behind the statistics, the pictures of broken bodies wrapped in winding sheets are the stories of real people. People such as Olvera Al-Jarou and her tiny son Yusuf. Mrs Al-Jarou, 36, originally from Ukraine and married to a Palestinian doctor, became the first foreigner to lose her life in Gaza. Her one-year-old son Yusuf, clinging to her in fright during a bombardment, also died when an Israeli shell hit their home. A daughter, Yasmine, was severely injured and is now in intensive care; another son, Abdulrahman, was also wounded but is expected to make a full recovery.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Al-Jarou could have left with about 300 other foreign nationals allowed to leave Gaza by the Israelis last week. But other family members were denied the same escape and she decided she could not abandon her husband and children, as well as the community that has become her home. "My wife said to me that her place was with us, here, in Gaza. She could never just leave us. So she stayed, and she died," said Dr Awny Al-Jarou, who received cuts to his head. "She died. My beautiful son died as well. My wife was cut in half and my son was in pieces. My heart is breaking but I have two other children and I now have to make sure that they live and grow up. I try not to think about my wife and son."&lt;br /&gt;Death from the skies is not the only threat facing Gaza's children. Medical facilities are stretched almost to breaking point, and no one can vouch for this better than Dr Al-Jarou. He is at the Shifa, Gaza's biggest hospital, where about 70 patients are in intensive care, among them his daughter Yasmine. They cling to life through four generators working round the clock at a hospital which has been without power for the past seven days because Gaza's sole power plant has stopped working due to lack of fuel. "How terrible it would be," Dr Hassan Khalaf, the hospital's director, said, "if our patients survive attacks – and then die because of a lack of electricity."&lt;br /&gt;And the threats to Gaza's families, these "collateral" inhabitants waiting to be damaged, now include, according to the World Bank, being drowned by sewage as the Israeli offensive threatens to cause the collapse of a giant lagoon of human waste. The bank says the earthen walls of the 75-acre lagoon – which contains 450 million gallons of sewage – are being weakened by the bombardment and the build-up of water pressure because pumps have run out of fuel. If they were to burst they could bring about a death toll far greater than that of the military action so far. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-6518133355924504523?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/6518133355924504523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/6518133355924504523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#6518133355924504523' title='sometimes one is glad that  hell in the Hereafter is real and everlasting'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-1490940219003278358</id><published>2009-01-10T11:20:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T11:28:36.171+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fyi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what on earth is the world coming to?'/><title type='text'>shocking!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.independent.co.uk/news/world/americas/barbie-creator-was-a-sex-addict-1297581.html"&gt;Who/What inspired the creator of Barbie dolls&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I not surprised??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-1490940219003278358?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/1490940219003278358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/1490940219003278358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#1490940219003278358' title='shocking!'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-1111624536106887607</id><published>2009-01-09T23:27:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T23:55:29.631+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palestine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what on earth is the world coming to?'/><title type='text'>Allaahu musta'an</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.independent.co.uk/news/world/middle-east/gaza-under-fire-children-found-next-to-dead-mothers-1242607.html"&gt;Children found next to dead mothers &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Four small starving children too weak to stand were found next to the bodies of their dead mothers by ambulancemen who had been trying to reach their Gaza neighbourhood for four days after it came under Israeli attack, the Red Cross said yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;In what the International Committee of the Red Cross (ICRC) called a "shocking incident", another man, also too weak to stand, was found in the same bombed house, along with at least 12 corpses on mattresses.&lt;br /&gt;Accusing Israel of violating international law by imposing "unacceptable" delays on rescuers trying to reach the scene, the ICRC said that when ambulance crews were finally allowed to access the area in Gaza City's Zeitoun district during a bombardment pause on Wednesday, they found 15 other survivors, including several wounded in another house. In a third house, they found three more corpses.&lt;br /&gt;The ICRC said that because the military had erected large earth walls around the site, the crews were forced to use donkey carts to convey the children and the wounded to ambulances. Pierre Wettach, the ICRC's head of delegation for Israel and the Occupied Palestinian Territories, said: "The Israeli military must have been aware of the situation but did not assist the wounded. Neither did they make it possible for us or the Palestine Red Crescent to assist the wounded."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-1111624536106887607?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/1111624536106887607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/1111624536106887607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#1111624536106887607' title='Allaahu musta&apos;an'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-7654489941945959719</id><published>2008-12-30T22:11:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T22:15:56.907+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palestine'/><title type='text'>speechless.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GpBdahsRvLo/SVpyoaLwD2I/AAAAAAAAAL8/WxBXSG8cRq0/s1600-h/article-0-02E8F024000005DC-195_634x348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285663151221641058" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GpBdahsRvLo/SVpyoaLwD2I/AAAAAAAAAL8/WxBXSG8cRq0/s400/article-0-02E8F024000005DC-195_634x348.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The bodies of five Palestinian siblings lie in a hospital morgue following an Israeli air strike.The five sisters, Dena, Iman, Ikram, Tahrir and Samar Balousha, died when a bomb destroyed their home and a next-door mosque in a refugee camp north of Gaza City.&lt;br /&gt;Their mother had taken her sixth and youngest child to safety in a nearby building and returned to find her home smashed to rubble.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-7654489941945959719?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/7654489941945959719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/7654489941945959719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#7654489941945959719' title='speechless.'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GpBdahsRvLo/SVpyoaLwD2I/AAAAAAAAAL8/WxBXSG8cRq0/s72-c/article-0-02E8F024000005DC-195_634x348.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-202928750377489469</id><published>2008-10-02T10:11:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T10:21:42.017+03:00</updated><title type='text'>taqabbal Allaah minnaa wa minkum</title><content type='html'>Hope everyone has/had a happy 'Eid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please spare a prayer for our Imaam's family..may Allaah raise their ranks in jannah and grant them sabr. This is the first 'Eid we have spent away from this masjid, subhaanallaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Mosque fire kills imam’s children&lt;br /&gt;Hayat Al-Ghamdi  Arab News&lt;br /&gt;A son and a daughter of Sheikh Ahmed Al-Hawashi, imam and khateeb of Noorain Mosque , died on Tuesday in a fire that broke out at the imam’s residence that was attached to the mosque.&lt;br /&gt;Al-Hawashi has called for an investigation into the fire that killed his two children — Anas, 2, and Tasneem, 4 — while they were preparing to celebrate Eid and injured a Civil Defense officer and four others.&lt;br /&gt;The imam suspected that the fire was a criminal attack on the mosque. He added that there was a similar attempt seven months ago. He ruled out suggestions that an electricity short-circuit might have caused the fire.&lt;br /&gt;Maj. Muhammad Al-Asimi, spokesman of the Civil Defense in Asir province, said the department’s operations room received information about the fire at 9:30 a.m., adding that seven fire-fighting units had been sent to put out the blaze.&lt;br /&gt;Al-Asimi said security officers have launched an investigation to determine the reasons that caused the fire that had gutted part of the mosque including the imam’s home, prayer hall for women and its library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;innaa lillaahi wa inna ilayhi raaji'oon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-202928750377489469?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/202928750377489469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/202928750377489469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#202928750377489469' title='taqabbal Allaah minnaa wa minkum'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-9213391154178490135</id><published>2008-08-19T09:16:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T16:03:15.446+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramadhaan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brb'/><title type='text'>the bottomline</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;وَنِعْمَ أَجْرُ الْعَامِلِينَ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the excellent reward is for the 'aamileen (doers).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not for the talkers, philosophisers, wish-we-were-doing-more-ers.&lt;br /&gt;This is such a short piece of an ayah, but it set me thinking in a way only Allaah's words can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May Allaah imbue us with a sense of urgency and an acute awareness of time... of its irrevocable passing and of the sure sense of regret that follows time not spent in His way.&lt;br /&gt;Wishing everyone a  blessed Sha'baan and an especially blessed Ramadhaan. Please keep us in your prayers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-9213391154178490135?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/9213391154178490135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/9213391154178490135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#9213391154178490135' title='the bottomline'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-6976553010942903553</id><published>2008-08-19T08:54:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T09:15:28.374+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminders'/><title type='text'>who does Allaah love?</title><content type='html'>2. Surah Al-Baqarah : Ayah 195&lt;br /&gt;"Surely Allah loves the doers of good."&lt;br /&gt;2. Surah Al-Baqarah : Ayah 222&lt;br /&gt;"Surely Allah loves those who turn much (to Him), and He loves those who purify themselves."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Surah Aal-i-Imran : Ayah 76&lt;br /&gt;"Indeed, whoever fulfills his promise and guards (against evil)-- then surely Allah loves those who guard (against evil)."&lt;br /&gt;3. Surah Aal-i-Imran : Ayah 133-136&lt;br /&gt;"And hasten to forgiveness from your Lord; and a Garden, the extent of which is (as) the heavens and the earth, it is prepared for those who guard (against evil). Those who spend (benevolently) in ease as well as in straitness, and those who restrain (their) anger and pardon men; and Allaah loves the doers of good (to others). And those who when they commit an indecency or do injustice to their souls remember Allaah and ask forgiveness for their faults-- and who forgives the faults but Allaah, and (who) do not knowingly persist in what they have done. (As for) these-- their reward is forgiveness from their Lord, and gardens beneath which rivers flow, to abide in them, and excellent is the reward of the laborers."&lt;br /&gt;3. Surah Aal-i-Imran : Ayah 146&lt;br /&gt;"And Allaah loves the patient."&lt;br /&gt;3. Surah Aal-i-Imran : Ayah 148&lt;br /&gt;"And Allaah loves those who do good (to others)."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Surah Al-Maidah : Ayah 42&lt;br /&gt; "And if you judge, judge between them with equity; surely Allaah loves those who judge equitably."&lt;br /&gt;5. Surah A l-Maidah : Ayah 54&lt;br /&gt;"O you who believe! whoever from among you turns back from his Deen, then Allaah will bring a people, He shall love them and they shall love Him, lowly before the believers, mighty against the unbelievers, they shall strive hard in Allaah's way and shall not fear the censure of any censurer; this is Allaah's Face, He gives it to whom He pleases, and Allaah is Ample-giving, Knowing."&lt;br /&gt;5. Surah Al-Maidah : Ayah 93]&lt;br /&gt;"On those who believe and do good there is no blame for what they eat, when they are careful (of their duty) and believe and do good deeds, then they are careful (of their duty) and believe, then they are careful (of their duty) and do good (to others), and Allah loves those who do good (to others)."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Surah At-Tawba : Ayah 7&lt;br /&gt;"Surely Allaah loves those who are careful (of their duty)."&lt;br /&gt;9. Sura h At-Tawba : Ayah 108&lt;br /&gt;"And Allaah loves those who purify themselves."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Su rah Al-Hujurat : Ayah&lt;br /&gt;"And act equitably; surely Allaah loves those who act equitably."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. Surah Al-M umtahana: Ayah 8&lt;br /&gt;"Surely Allaah loves the doers of justice."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Surah As-Saff: Ayah 4&lt;br /&gt;"Surely Allaah loves those who strive in His way in ranks as if they were a firm and compact wall."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-6976553010942903553?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/6976553010942903553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/6976553010942903553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#6976553010942903553' title='who does Allaah love?'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-3052524774259036421</id><published>2008-08-05T14:41:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T14:56:31.932+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cerebral reads :)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creative enterprises'/><title type='text'>this reminds me of</title><content type='html'>...me, at age 10, when eating the dictionary was my favourite pastime,&lt;br /&gt;happily inherited by all my children alhamdulillaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;Reading the OED: One Man, One Year (excerpt from a NYT review)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left; font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;"&gt;Ammon Shea, a sometime furniture mover, gondolier and word collector, has written an oddly inspiring book about reading the whole of the Oxford English Dictionary in one go. Shea’s book resurrects many lost, misshapen, beautifully unlucky words — words that spiraled out, like fast-decaying muons, after their tiny moment in the cloud chamber of English usage. There’s &lt;span class="italic"&gt;hypergelast&lt;/span&gt; (a person who won’t stop laughing), &lt;span class="italic"&gt;lant&lt;/span&gt; (to add urine to ale to give it more kick), &lt;span class="italic"&gt;obmutescence&lt;/span&gt; (willful speechlessness) and ploiter (to work to little purpose) — all good words to have on the tip of your tongue when, for example, you’re stopped for speeding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p face="courier new" style="text-align: left; font-family: courier new;"&gt;Shea’s book offers more than exotic word lists, though. It also has a plot. “I feel as though I am eating the alphabet,” he writes halfway through, and you want him to make it to the end. This is the “Super Size Me” of lexicography.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; font-family: courier new;"&gt;Back in the ’90s, Shea read Webster’s Second from beginning to end — no easy feat. Did doing so help him in any way? No. It didn’t make him a better or smarter person, or improve his test scores. In fact, it seems to have hindered his capacity for self-expression. “My head was so full of words that I often had trouble forming simple sentences out loud,” he writes, “and my speech became a curious jumble of obscure words and improper syntax.” But Shea seems to have loved this experience of verbal overspill — he underwent the prolonged brain-shiver that comes when thousands of unfamiliar meanings pour in without stopping. “It felt wonderful,” he says.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; font-family: courier new;"&gt;The logical next step was to read the O.E.D., but here Shea hesitated. The O.E.D. is huge, as everyone knows. It’s monstrously deep and serious and maddeningly detailed, each entry a miniature etymological seminar. And the lovely-ugly words, words that Shea didn’t know existed, leap up to his hand. &lt;span class="italic"&gt;Acnestis&lt;/span&gt; — the part of an animal’s back that the animal can’t reach to scratch. And &lt;span class="italic"&gt;bespawl&lt;/span&gt; — to splatter with saliva. In Chapter D, Shea encounters &lt;span class="italic"&gt;deipnophobia&lt;/span&gt;, the fear of dinner parties; Chapter K brings &lt;span class="italic"&gt;kankedort&lt;/span&gt;, an awkward situation. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Months in, Shea arrives — back-aching, crabby, page-blind — at Chapter N. “Some days I feel as if I do not actually speak the English language,” he writes, his verbal cortex overflowing. “It is,” he observes, “like trying to remember all the trees one sees through the window of a train.” Once he stares for a while, amazed, at the word &lt;span class="italic"&gt;glove&lt;/span&gt;. “I find myself wondering why I’ve never seen this odd term that describes such a common article of clothing.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;By Chapter O there is evidence of further disintegration. Is he turning into, he wonders, one of the “Library People”? The bag-toters and mutterers who spend all their time there? “Sometimes I get angry at the dictionary and let loose with a muffled yell.” At night he hears a deep, disembodied voice slowly intoning definitions. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="courier new"&gt;But then, thank goodness, he breaks through into sunlight. In Chapter P he finds a rich harvest of words, including one, &lt;span class="italic"&gt;petrichor&lt;/span&gt;, that refers to the loamy smell that rises from the dry ground after a rain, and a nicely dense indivisible word, &lt;span class="italic"&gt;prend&lt;/span&gt;, that refers to a mended crack. He notes these down in his big ledger book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Théophile Gautier read the dictionary to enrich and exoticize his poetry. Walter Pater read the dictionary to keep his prose pure and marmoreal — to learn what words to avoid. Shea has no interest in purity or poetry. His style is simple. He just wants to identify and savor, for their own sweet sakes, malocclusive Greek and Latin hybrids that are difficult to figure out how to pronounce. He is fond of polysyllabic near-homonyms — words like &lt;span class="italic"&gt;incompetible&lt;/span&gt; (outside the range of competency) and &lt;span class="italic"&gt;repertitious&lt;/span&gt; (found accidentally), which are quickly swallowed up in the sonic gravitation of familiar words. And a number of Shea’s finds deserve prompt resurrection: &lt;span class="italic"&gt;vicambulist&lt;/span&gt;, for instance — a person who wanders city streets. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;The effect of this book on me was to make me like Ammon Shea and, briefly, to hate English. What a choking, God-awful mash it is! Surely French is better. Then I recovered and saw its greatness afresh. The O.E.D., Shea notes, is “a catalog of the foibles of the human condition.” Shea has walked the wildwood of our gnarled, ancient speech and returned singing incomprehensible sounds in a language that turns out to be our own.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-3052524774259036421?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/3052524774259036421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/3052524774259036421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#3052524774259036421' title='this reminds me of'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-6028206761547716648</id><published>2008-08-04T14:37:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:36:42.020+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palestine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outrage'/><title type='text'>innaa lillaahi wa innaa ilayhi raaji'oon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GpBdahsRvLo/SJbqb4Vq4OI/AAAAAAAAAIA/lXOA6iqHX7k/s1600-h/maysaloun-moussa-mother-of-the-slain-boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GpBdahsRvLo/SJbqb4Vq4OI/AAAAAAAAAIA/lXOA6iqHX7k/s320/maysaloun-moussa-mother-of-the-slain-boy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230625781938053346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///Users/sg/Desktop/maysaloun-moussa-mother-of-the-slain-boy.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///Users/sg/Desktop/maysaloun-moussa-mother-of-the-slain-boy.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///Users/sg/Desktop/maysaloun-moussa-mother-of-the-slain-boy.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///Users/sg/Desktop/maysaloun-moussa-mother-of-the-slain-boy.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///Users/sg/Desktop/maysaloun-moussa-mother-of-the-slain-boy.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///Users/sg/Desktop/maysaloun-moussa-mother-of-the-slain-boy.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///Users/sg/Desktop/maysaloun-moussa-mother-of-the-slain-boy.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///Users/sg/Desktop/maysaloun-moussa-mother-of-the-slain-boy.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///Users/sg/Desktop/maysaloun-moussa-mother-of-the-slain-boy.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///Users/sg/Desktop/maysaloun-moussa-mother-of-the-slain-boy.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div id="container"&gt;&lt;div id="page" class="blog"&gt;&lt;div id="content_box"&gt;&lt;div id="content"&gt;&lt;div class="post" id="post-1064"&gt;&lt;div class="entry"&gt;&lt;div class="snap_preview"&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new; text-align: left;"&gt;JERUSALEM (CNN) — An Israeli border policeman has been arrested in connection with last week’s shooting death of a Palestinian boy, an Israeli police spokesman said Sunday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new; text-align: left;"&gt;Maysaloun Moussa, mother of the slain boy, holds a poster bearing his image at her home Wednesday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new; text-align: left;"&gt;The border policeman was placed under house arrest Thursday, two days after Ahmed Moussa’s death in the West Bank.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new; text-align: left;"&gt;According to Israeli media reports, Moussa was shot in the head during a demonstration against an Israeli security barrier near the village of Nil’in. His age initially was reported to have been 9, but other reports have said he was 10 or 11.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new; text-align: left;"&gt;Eyewitnesses said Moussa was killed when Israeli soldiers fired shots near a group of Palestinian youths during the demonstration.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h3&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-6028206761547716648?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/6028206761547716648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/6028206761547716648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#6028206761547716648' title='innaa lillaahi wa innaa ilayhi raaji&apos;oon'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GpBdahsRvLo/SJbqb4Vq4OI/AAAAAAAAAIA/lXOA6iqHX7k/s72-c/maysaloun-moussa-mother-of-the-slain-boy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-5031859734213185501</id><published>2008-07-10T10:00:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:36:42.241+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muslim kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking aloud'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wishful thinking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='milk of human kindness'/><title type='text'>finding the Prophet in his people</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GpBdahsRvLo/SHXCN1UYriI/AAAAAAAAAH4/TyR9V3fKWtE/s1600-h/kindness_is%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221292885912628770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GpBdahsRvLo/SHXCN1UYriI/AAAAAAAAAH4/TyR9V3fKWtE/s320/kindness_is%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night, my son had an &lt;em&gt;ikhtibaar &lt;/em&gt;(exam) at the jami'yyah -- he was being tested for the portion of the Qur'aan he has learnt so far. His ustaadh took him and a couple of other kids from his neighbourhood halaqah to the (bigger) masjid where the exam was being held.&lt;br /&gt;After the exam, he brought the kids back and on the way he played them a cassette of anaasheed on his car stereo.&lt;br /&gt;It made a huge impression on my son. ''He played the cassette especially for &lt;em&gt;us,&lt;/em&gt; Umma,'' he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At other times, I've heard my son narrating ahaadeeth and stories his teachers have told him, and even personal anecdotes from the ustaadh's childhood. Once, the teachers herded all the kids together in their personal cars and took them to a playground to play football, another time they were taken on a trip to an amusement park and plied with their favourite snacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, their kindness makes a big difference to their students. Mind you, these aren't their regular schoolteachers but part-time teachers who are probably students themselves, who've taken up the enormously daunting task of keeping unruly bunches of young schoolboys in one piece through the long summer hours and helping them revise their Qur'aan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After picking them up, there was still time for salah, so we headed back home and stopped at the masjid that's right in front of our home to pray 'isha. I sent my sons off to the men's section, and they popped right back looking a bit worried, saying there's no one there except the &lt;em&gt;mu'aththin.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not wanting them to kill time, I sent them back and asked my elder son to ask the mu'aththin if he would allow him to say athaan just this once.&lt;br /&gt;He came back looking a bit crushed, cheeks and ears aflame: ''He said no.''&lt;br /&gt;From my other son, I gathered that the mu'aththin had been a bit...umm..brusque in his refusal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could understand the mu'aththin's point of view -- he had the rules to think of, and the masjid committee and possibly other worshippers who could ask him why he'd relegated his duty to a child.&lt;br /&gt;What I &lt;em&gt;couldn't &lt;/em&gt;understand was the brusqueness, the lack of kindness in his refusal.&lt;br /&gt;At times like these, I miss Rasoolullaah صلىالله عليه وسلم .&lt;br /&gt;How can the followers of the Prophet صلىالله عليه وسلم who took bay'ah in all seriousness from a group of children in his masjid, who said &lt;em&gt;man laa yarham, laa yurham &lt;/em&gt;of the man who hadn't ever kissed any of his children, who patted children on the head as he passed them on the street neglect to follow his primary sunnah of kindness, while scrupulously sticking to all others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It reminded me of &lt;a href="http://www.feath.com/story/findingtheprophet.htm"&gt;something I'd read by Dr. Ingrid Mattson, on Finding the Prophet in his People, where she recounts her experiences as a new Muslim, and later as a Muslim mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Definitely worth a read, and a pause for thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-5031859734213185501?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/5031859734213185501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/5031859734213185501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#5031859734213185501' title='finding the Prophet in his people'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GpBdahsRvLo/SHXCN1UYriI/AAAAAAAAAH4/TyR9V3fKWtE/s72-c/kindness_is%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-5869320552863760571</id><published>2008-06-23T18:28:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T19:07:11.567+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tongue in cheek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hmmm interesting'/><title type='text'>call me juvenile if you like</title><content type='html'>..but I couldn't resist making up this poster&lt;a title="poster80825397 by drshadab, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/25823577@N00/2603757751/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/25823577@N00/2604703830/" title="poster34962720 by drshadab, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3125/2604703830_841b770f22.jpg" width="500" height="400" alt="poster34962720" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after seeing who's who on the editorial board of &lt;a href="http://www.thecrimson.com/info/about.aspx"&gt;The Harvard Crimson&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Has not the time come for people to acknowledge the obvious?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-5869320552863760571?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/5869320552863760571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/5869320552863760571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#5869320552863760571' title='call me juvenile if you like'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3125/2604703830_841b770f22_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-4882897972518759793</id><published>2008-06-22T09:57:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T10:33:21.458+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking aloud'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminders'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='posts for posterity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='timeless words/wisdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what on earth is the world coming to?'/><title type='text'>''Indians are obsequious'' and other racist claptrap</title><content type='html'>For me, one of the biggest challenges of living 'abroad' has been having one's 'nationality' -- and all the positive and negative stereotypes that go with it -- rubbed in one's face several times a day. Never mind if you can't tie a sari to save your life or don't cook nihari for breakfast every weekend, people just &lt;em&gt;assume &lt;/em&gt;that you do all the things desis are supposed to do in bollywood movies and tv serials, but are just too embarrassed to admit it in public.&lt;br /&gt;How irritating is that?!&lt;br /&gt;I've been brought up to be polite and considerate, to be solicitous of others' well-being before one's own, to never, &lt;em&gt;ever &lt;/em&gt;be outright rude but to withdraw (from conversations/relationships) if they're heading towards a nasty, messy showdown.&lt;br /&gt;To have regular good manners thought of as a &lt;em&gt;racial&lt;/em&gt; characteristic, a vestige from years of being colonised makes me want to go up in smoke, honestly. Is this a sign of the times or what, when people are so used to being treated badly that plain ole good manners seem OTT?&lt;br /&gt;This is just a waseeyah to my kids (in case good manners are extinct and completely out of fashion by the time they grow  up): don't lose your adab just because people around you have lost theirs/don't appreciate/recognise good manners when they see some .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As Ustaadh Muhammad Al-Shareef writes: &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Rasul Allah, sal Allah alayhi wa sallam, said, "A believer mayachieve the status of one who fasts during the day regularly andspends the night regularly in prayer: through his good manners."&lt;br /&gt;[Lessons from this Hadith]Ask yourself, what outstanding characteristic am I lacking inthe most? And then, for the next 10 days, just work on buildingthat blessed characteristic into your outstanding mannersportfolio!''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-4882897972518759793?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/4882897972518759793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/4882897972518759793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#4882897972518759793' title='&apos;&apos;Indians are obsequious&apos;&apos; and other racist claptrap'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-4366192177027916219</id><published>2008-06-20T10:58:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T11:10:47.648+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='state of the nation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun facts'/><title type='text'>TGIF and a happiness equation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;...Dr Cliff Arnall, a part-time tutor at the University of Cardiff, [...] has devised a formula which measures good mood using increased outdoor activity, high energy levels and more sunlight.&lt;br /&gt;The equation Dr Arnall devised, in work commissioned by ice cream maker Walls, was &lt;strong&gt;O + (N x S) + Cpm/T + He.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within that, O stands for being outdoors and outdoor activity, N for nature, S for social interaction, Cpm for childhood summers and positive memories, T for temperature and He for holidays and looking forward to time off.&lt;br /&gt;Today is also pinpointed as the happiest day of the year because of its added ‘thank goodness it's Friday’ feeling at the start of a summer weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Meanwhile we &lt;a href="http://style.uk.msn.com/wellbeing/healthyeating/gallery.aspx?cp-documentid=8652342"&gt;check out ten great foods&lt;/a&gt; to get you in the mood and raise those seratonin &lt;em&gt;(sic)&lt;/em&gt; levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://style.uk.msn.com/wellbeing/healthyeating/gallery.aspx?cp-documentid=8652342&amp;amp;imageindex=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Am I the only person on MSN who noticed these guys have spelt serotonin wrong? :nerdyspellingNazisis:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span &gt;In other news, we're all alive, well and happy to be back alhamdulillaah...lots more very soon iA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-4366192177027916219?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/4366192177027916219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/4366192177027916219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#4366192177027916219' title='TGIF and a happiness equation'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-8498381090901463850</id><published>2008-04-19T10:03:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T10:09:08.237+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recommendations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminders'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='timeless words/wisdom'/><title type='text'>what if someone opened the door into your life?</title><content type='html'>Good reminder from &lt;a href="http://www.powerworkshops.org/"&gt;Ustaadh Muhammad Al-Shareef&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Allah's Messengerصلىالله عليه وسلم  said, "Be honest, for indeed honesty leads to righteousness, and righteousness leads to paradise."&lt;br /&gt;[Lessons from this Hadith] Live your life in a way that if someone was to open the door on you at any moment, you would have nothing to hide. This is true success. Think of something that you may be ashamed people will find out about, and take some action &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;right now &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;to stop doing it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-8498381090901463850?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/8498381090901463850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/8498381090901463850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#8498381090901463850' title='what if someone opened the door into your life?'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-5319257859962148816</id><published>2008-04-10T12:40:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T22:21:25.957+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='posts by Rida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun facts'/><title type='text'>feed your brain...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are a few riddles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;What gets wetter and wetter the more it dries?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;A towel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;You throw away the outside and cook the inside. Then you eat the outside and throw away the inside. What did you eat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I ate a chicken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;What goes up and down the stairs without moving?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;A rug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;What can you catch but not throw?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;A cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;What goes around the world but stays in a corner?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;A stamp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I have holes in my top and bottom, my left and right, and in the middle. But I still hold water. What am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;a sponge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Give me food, and I will live; give me water, and I will die. What am I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rinkworks.com/brainfood/p/riddles1.shtml"&gt;Want more brain food?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-5319257859962148816?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/5319257859962148816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/5319257859962148816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#5319257859962148816' title='feed your brain...'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-7488835435705344265</id><published>2008-04-08T22:01:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T22:17:36.557+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloggers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>Dear Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.freeimagehost.de/image.php?i=8872-gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.freeimagehost.de/images/000/008/872-t.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, life redefines 'Busy' and you catch yourself hanging onto every second to cram more work into it. subhaanallaah.&lt;br /&gt;Rasha-Rida this blog needs an update, &lt;em&gt;stat&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-7488835435705344265?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/7488835435705344265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/7488835435705344265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#7488835435705344265' title='Dear Blog'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-7412108377537927180</id><published>2008-03-23T00:12:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T18:30:31.044+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recommendations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminders'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fyi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirations'/><title type='text'>inspirations in your inbox</title><content type='html'>We don't really have a humungous e-mail list consisting of the entire world and their sister, but this is something really nice that I'd recommend to anyone out there looking for divine inspiration in their e-mail inbox: weekly-emails from Ustaadh Muhammad AlShareef that remind you of the words of Allaah and His Messenger.&lt;br /&gt;A sample:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;My number one goal in life is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;مَن كَانَ يُرِيدُ حَرْثَ الْآخِرَةِ نَزِدْ لَهُ فِي حَرْثِهِ وَمَن كَانَ يُرِيدُ حَرْثَ الدُّنْيَا نُؤتِهِ مِنْهَا وَمَا لَهُ فِي الْآخِرَةِ مِن نَّصِيبٍ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"To any that desires the soil of the Hereafter, We will increase&lt;br /&gt;in his soil, and to any that desires the soil of this world, We&lt;br /&gt;grant somewhat thereof, but he has no share or lot in the&lt;br /&gt;Hereafter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Surah Ash-Shura 42:20&lt;br /&gt;[Lessons from this Verse]&lt;br /&gt;When you ask people what their number one goal in life is,&lt;br /&gt;rarely do you hear the person immediately respond by saying:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Pleasing Allah, Jannat Al-Firdows - the highest level of&lt;br /&gt;Jannah, and being with Rasul Allah, sal Allahu alayhi wa sallam,&lt;br /&gt;in the hereafter." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;But ... isn't that the correct answer? Let's make it a reality with how we live our lives!&lt;br /&gt;PS: Invite 10 friends to benefit from these emails by telling themhow you yourself benefitted, and that they too can join by emailing: &lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="mailto:successinislam@getresponse.com"&gt;successinislam@getresponse.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-7412108377537927180?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/7412108377537927180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/7412108377537927180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#7412108377537927180' title='inspirations in your inbox'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-5208195699552080784</id><published>2008-03-06T13:21:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T13:29:00.353+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palestine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fyi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outrage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reports'/><title type='text'>what do you call a man-made disaster?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gulfnews.com/region/Middle_East/10195250.html"&gt;Humanitarian situation in Gaza worst since 1967 say aid groups&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Agencies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;London: The humanitarian situation in the Gaza Strip is at its worst since the occupation began in 1967, according to British aid groups. The coalition of groups including Amnesty International, Save the Children and Christian Aid have all criticized Israel’s blockade on Gaza, branding it as illegal collective punishment.&lt;br /&gt;They also called on the international community to resume dialogue with Hamas, as the "international policy of isolating Hamas has not reaped any benefits."&lt;br /&gt;The report entitled Gaza Strip: A Humanitarian Implosion says that almost 75 per cent of people in the private sector have lost their jobs and 1.1 million Gazans are dependent on food aid. The groups have also called on Israel to ensure people in Gaza are able to get basic necessities such as clean water, food and electricity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;The report added: "The situation for 1.5 million Palestinians in the Gaza Strip is worse now than at any time since the beginning of the Israeli military occupation in 1967." Amnesty UK Director Kate Allen said: "The current situation is man-made and must be reversed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-5208195699552080784?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/5208195699552080784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/5208195699552080784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#5208195699552080784' title='what do you call a man-made disaster?'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-4408898928080605766</id><published>2008-03-06T11:17:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T12:11:34.334+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recommendations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palestine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminiscences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cerebral reads :)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='must-read'/><title type='text'>Ghada Karmi's book: In Search of Fatima</title><content type='html'>...is one of &lt;a href="http://www.palestineonlinestore.com/books/insearchoffatima.htm"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the &lt;/em&gt;most straight-forward, unselfconscious and unaffected piece of writing I've &lt;em&gt;ever &lt;/em&gt;read&lt;/a&gt;. These are the highest compliments I can think of for someone of &lt;a href="http://www.counterpunch.org/karmi07172004.html"&gt;her intellectual stature and experience&lt;/a&gt;. It is so easy for academics to fall into the trap of intellectualising &lt;em&gt;everything, &lt;/em&gt;it's a major miracle how someone with her background avoided that and came up with &lt;em&gt;such &lt;/em&gt;a beautiful book.&lt;br /&gt;She struck a chord with me for several other reasons...a semi-lonely childhood, a house frequented by her father's famous intellectual friends, a convent-school education, studying medicine instead of the arts even though she loved reading and writing to fulfill her parent's wishes...her (self-admitted) anglophilia, her friend's opinion (and her own) of her as "a dark-skinned English girl" and subsequent devotion to the Palestinian cause.&lt;br /&gt;It reminded me in parts of Edward Said's memoir &lt;em&gt;'Out of Place'&lt;/em&gt;, but &lt;em&gt;'In Search of Fatima'&lt;/em&gt; is special because it's written from a Muslim perspective, albeit by a person who describes herself as non-practising.&lt;br /&gt;I bought the book at duty-free and could not put it down until I'd finished all 450 pages.&lt;br /&gt;Good stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-4408898928080605766?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/4408898928080605766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/4408898928080605766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#4408898928080605766' title='Ghada Karmi&apos;s book: In Search of Fatima'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-8030575068624918136</id><published>2008-03-05T14:44:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:36:42.508+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking aloud'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what on earth is the world coming to?'/><title type='text'>fee amaanillaah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GpBdahsRvLo/R86IzzzquJI/AAAAAAAAAGE/l1N85MRxRYM/s1600-h/22426947.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174223445556902034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GpBdahsRvLo/R86IzzzquJI/AAAAAAAAAGE/l1N85MRxRYM/s320/22426947.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was scared of flying too, until this time.&lt;br /&gt;Travelling on my own for the first time, I actually dared to peep out of the open window shades.&lt;br /&gt;To see swirls of light and dark clouds, pinpoints of light, mountains and the sea, and a magic horizon that seemed to veer out of reach just as the 'plane reached closer.&lt;br /&gt;I felt so close to Him, the Owner of the Ways of Ascent, to whom ascend the angels and the Rooh.&lt;br /&gt;I truly &lt;em&gt;felt &lt;/em&gt;fee amaanillaah (in Allaah's preserve). subhaanallaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;In other news, it wasn't just my imagination: I now have it on good authority that people (airlines staff and travellers) are &lt;em&gt;definitely &lt;/em&gt;unfriendlier to mums with babies and &lt;em&gt;much &lt;/em&gt;more accommodating to single ladies travelling alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time I've travelled with kids in tow I've had to weather condescending clucks of the tongue, semi-exasperated sighs from strangers of all shapes and stripes. However, this time, ironically when I needed very little help/assistance from people, everyone was uber polite and eager to please. What's up with &lt;em&gt;that?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of this &lt;a href="http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/2006/07/okay-couldnt-resist-posting-one-last.html"&gt;really sweet article &lt;/a&gt;that I'd posted the last time I travelled, worth a re-post I think:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Beauty v/s Babies and Beards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;By: Rabbi Shmuley Boteach (courtesy: Beliefnet)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Have you ever tried to infiltrate business class holding a baby? Had I arrived with something actually ticking that said “BOMB” in big, bold letters, I would have been accorded a more pleasant reception. Everyone looked at me as if I had boarded with an obvious contagious disease. The baby, coupled with the fact that the guy bringing “it” on board had a yarmulke and an unruly beard (i.e., obviously one of those religious fanatics who is far too fertile by half),&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GpBdahsRvLo/R86QhDzquKI/AAAAAAAAAGM/788HwQSHLXQ/s1600-h/2_smile.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174231919527377058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GpBdahsRvLo/R86QhDzquKI/AAAAAAAAAGM/788HwQSHLXQ/s320/2_smile.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; had most of the passengers ready to trade in their expensive business-class tickets to fly cargo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Next, the official persecution began. After great efforts on my part to get settled with my baby into my seat, while maintaining access to the thirty books that I needed to research my next book, the flight attendant walked over. “Is that your seat?” she asked, skepticism oozing out of every well-powdered pore. I confirmed that it was. “Are you sure?” she asked. I confirmed that I was. “I’m going to have to see your boarding pass.” I was indignant. “Let me get this straight,” I said to her. “There are thirty passengers in business, and you single me out and demand my boarding pass?” “If you don’t immediately present your boarding pass, I will have you removed from the airplane.” I picked up the baby, removed the library from my lap, reached into the overhead compartment, rummaged through my bag, found the boarding pass, presented it to the stewardess, and took a deep breath. She looked it over. There it was, in black and white, Seat 2F. “Wait here,” she said. She went to the front of the aircraft, returning a few minutes later. “Were you upgraded on this flight?” “No,” I said, “I was booked in business from the outset.” Foiled in her mission to rid business class of beards and babies, she retreated to the other well-coiffed stewardess, and spent the next ten hours whispering and pointing, even after the baby was transferred to my wife who was sitting with the common folks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Fast forward, two weeks. I am now traveling first class on a flight from Newark to Dallas, courtesy of a TV station. I have no baby, just a laptop. They announce that First Class passengers may board. I start ambling forward when, pushing through the crowd, I am scuttled aside by a very tall, leggy blonde. Her arrogant demeanor says one thing: model. Within a few minutes she is ensconced in her bulkhead seat, a pristine white poodle by her side, which she hugs and kisses and shares her drink with. First I have to witness the nauseating spectacle of all of the female flight attendants queuing up to pet the dog. “Oh, is this yours? She’s just gorgeous. Oh, Stacy, come and look at this beautiful little furry thing.” How my baby and I had earlier been treated immediately comes to mind. Later I notice that the flight attendants pretend not to see when Missy Long Legs holds the pooch during landing when “it” should have been put in its container. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;The hypothetical scoreboard high in the clouds reads, Beauty: One, Beard: Zero. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dog: One. Baby: Zero. I was frankly flummoxed by the degree of attention that was heaped upon this passenger, and how the other women treated her as their natural superior. In 1996, nearly 700,000 Americans underwent plastic surgery for aesthetic purposes. In the U.S. people spend more money on beauty than they do on education or social services—a good illustration of our priorities. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is something seriously wrong in the world when children are treated as a nuisance while dogs are treated as love objects. And there is something seriously amiss when appearance, rather than actions, can dictate likeability. There is something dangerously off track when men and women who love children, and aren't afraid to have large families, must feel apologetic and guilty for doing so. To paraphrase Martin Luther King, we await the day when our children will be judged by the content of their character rather than the comeliness of their skin. And we await the day when the fact of our children’s existence is not judged at all, but seen as the embodiment of infinite blessing .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-8030575068624918136?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/8030575068624918136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/8030575068624918136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#8030575068624918136' title='fee amaanillaah'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GpBdahsRvLo/R86IzzzquJI/AAAAAAAAAGE/l1N85MRxRYM/s72-c/22426947.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-2811976045485058782</id><published>2008-03-02T08:47:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T08:57:49.938+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='us and them'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cerebral reads :)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hmmm interesting'/><title type='text'>the mummy's curse</title><content type='html'>We don't do days, but this mother's day article is worth a peek: &lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/commentisfree/2008/mar/02/familyandrelationships"&gt;Free us from the curse of the yummy mummy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;On this special day, shouldn't we seize the opportunity to kill off the myth of the Yummy Mummy once and for all and perhaps replace her with the far more realistic Bummed Mummy? [...]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;What else could explain the bizarre trend, started by celebrities, for women to slim back down to the size of a Twiglet straight afterbirth or how the fact that they've managed to get back into 'those pre-pregnancy jeans' is routinely perceived as far more marvellous, much more of a 'miracle', than giving birth itself?&lt;br /&gt;[...]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Despite society's best efforts, parenting has not turned into a Boden catalogue, so, arguably, neither should we[...] maybe it's time women stopped envying the Yummy Mummy and started seeing her for what she is - just another tiresome fiction of perfection that no sane person has got time for.&lt;br /&gt;Do the women of today really want to be remembered as the Yummy Mummy wannabe generation that cried their eyes out because they weren't Posh Spice? Do they really want inscribed on their tombstones: 'Her greatest achievement was to get back into her jeans quickly'?&lt;br /&gt;Thought so. In fact, to any mother reading this: just for one day, forget all about trying to be 'yummy'. Instead, relax...and spend the rest of the day barking instructions at your progeny to attend to your every need. Isn't this what Mother's Day is all about?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-2811976045485058782?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/2811976045485058782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/2811976045485058782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#2811976045485058782' title='the mummy&apos;s curse'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-7036143178953519805</id><published>2008-02-29T07:06:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T07:25:26.535+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muslim kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palestine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outrage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what on earth is the world coming to?'/><title type='text'>it's raining death</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;innaa lillaahi wa innaa ilayhi raaji'oon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;from: &lt;a href="http://arabnews.com/?page=4&amp;amp;section=0&amp;amp;article=107323&amp;amp;d=29&amp;amp;m=2&amp;amp;y=2008"&gt;Arab News&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;GAZA CITY/RAMALLAH, 29 February 2008 — The Israeli warplanes continued Wednesday night and early yesterday to target different sites in the Gaza Strip killing nine civilians including &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;three children and a 5-month-old infant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Several other people were also wounded during the attacks, witnesses and medical sources said.&lt;br /&gt;Palestinian media and medics reported late in the evening that three children from one family were killed and a fourth was critically wounded when the Israeli warplanes targeted them while they were playing in eastern Jablaiy refugee camp in the northern of the Gaza Strip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;[...]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;An infant was killed in an airstrike on Hamas government building in Gaza city last night ...after nightfall, an Israeli strike killed two children as they left a mosque, local sources said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-7036143178953519805?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/7036143178953519805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/7036143178953519805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#7036143178953519805' title='it&apos;s raining death'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-2286552232523702300</id><published>2008-02-25T16:25:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T16:50:21.760+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='counting my blessings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking aloud'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wishful thinking'/><title type='text'>Anthea Turner, a forward on Martha-Stewart types, and life on fast-forward</title><content type='html'>We spent this weekend at a picturesque (and according to Rasha, "posh") villa located on the edge of a mountain (think mists covering a deep, deep valley on one side and an artificial dam lit up by fairy lights across the road) &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;because we ran out of water at our house and the water tanker wouldn't be available until after Friday prayers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're also in the process of shifting (at least mentally, we haven't got down to the nitty gritty &lt;em&gt;yet&lt;/em&gt;) to another place.&lt;br /&gt;Each day as we zoom off to our respective workplaces  &lt;em&gt;I can feel time passing us by. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just looking at the kids and seeing them growing up (maa shaa Allaah) before our eyes makes it seem as if we're living life on fast-forward...as if moments are passing us by without giving us time to savour / absorb them fully.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I feel like I am literally running out of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;I got this forward and laughed out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;House Cleaning Tips for New Mothers or 30 Minutes to a Cleaner House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;You're getting company in 30 minutes. Your house is a mess.WHAT WILL YOU DO?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to the first session of Housekeeping Tips for New Mothers. If you're a Martha Stewart type of housekeeper, this column is NOT for you. However, for the rest of you, this is your chance to learn 15 Secret Shortcuts to Good Housekeeping that your mother never told you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;SECRET TIP 1: DOOR LOCKS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;If a room clearly can't be whipped into shape in 30 days, much less 30 minutes, employ the Locked Door Method of cleaning. Tell anyone who tries to go in the room that you accidentally locked the door and can't find the key. Of course, the locksmith can't possibly come until tomorrow. CAUTION: It is not advisable to use this tip for the bathroom.Time: 2 seconds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;SECRET TIP 2: DUCT TAPE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;No home should be without an ample supply. Not only is it handy for plumbing repairs, but it's a great way to hem drapes, tablecloths, clothes, just about anything. No muss, no fuss.Time: 2-3 minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;SECRET TIP 3: OVENS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;If you think ovens are just for baking, think again. Ovens represent at least 9 cubic feet of hidden storage space, which means they're a great place to shove dirty dishes, dirty clothes, or just about anything you want to get out of sight when company's coming.Time: 2 minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;SECRET TIP 4: CLOTHES DRYERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Like Secret Tip 3, except bigger. CAUTION: Avoid hiding flammable objects here.Time: 2.5 minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;SECRET TIP 5: WASHING MACHINES &amp;amp; FREEZERSLike Secret Tip 4, except even bigger. Time: 3 minutesSECRET &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;TIP 6: DUST RUFFLES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;No bed should be without one. Devotees of Martha Stewart believe dust ruffles exist to keep dust out from under a bed or to help coordinate the colorful look of a bedroom. The rest of us know a dust ruffle's highest and best use is to hide whatever you've managed to shove under the bed. (Refer to Secret Tips 3, 4, 5.)Time: 4 minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;SECRET TIP 7: DUSTINGThe 30-Minutes-To-A-Clean-House method says: Never dust under what you can dust around.Time: 3 minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;SECRET TIP 8: DISHESDon't use them. Use plastic or paper plates and you won't have to.Time: 1 minute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;SECRET TIP 9: CLOTHES WASHING (EEWWW)This secret tip is brought to you by an inventive teenager. When this teen's mother went on a housekeeping strike for a month, the teen discovered you can extend the life of your underwear by two ...if you turn it wrong side out and, yes, rerun it. CAUTION: This tip is recommended only for teens and those who don't care if they get in a car wreck.Time: 3 seconds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;SECRET TIP 10: IRONINGIf an article of clothing doesn't require a full press and your hair does, a curling iron is the answer. In between curling your hair, use the hot wand to iron minor wrinkles out of your clothes. Yes, it really does work, or so I'm told, by other disciples of the 30-Minutes-To-A-Clean-House philosophy. Time: 5 minutes (including curling your hair)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;SECRET TIP 11: VACUUMINGStick to the middle of the room, which is the only place people look. Don't bother vacuuming under furniture. It takes way too long and no one looks there anyway.Time: 5 minutes, entire house; 2 minutes, living room only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;SECRET TIP 12: LIGHTINGThe key here is low, low, and lower. It's not only romantic, but bad lighting can hide a multitude of dirt.Time: 10 seconds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;SECRET TIP 13: BED MAKING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Get an old-fashioned waterbed. No one can tell if those things are made up or not, saving you, oh, hundreds of seconds over the course of a lifetime.Time: 0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;SECRET TIP 14: SHOWERS, TOILETS, AND SINKSForget one and two. Concentrate on three.Time: 1 minute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;SECRET TIP 15:If you already knew at least 10 of these tips, don't even think about inviting a Martha Stewart type to your home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason it reminded me of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anthea_Turner:_Perfect_Housewife"&gt;Anthea Turner's show&lt;/a&gt; that I like to watch, if only to reassure myself that I'm not alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-2286552232523702300?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/2286552232523702300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/2286552232523702300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#2286552232523702300' title='Anthea Turner, a forward on Martha-Stewart types, and life on fast-forward'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-9173297768330336393</id><published>2008-02-20T20:13:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T20:18:50.585+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloggers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cerebral reads :)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hmmm interesting'/><title type='text'>you don't say!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Interesting: &lt;a href="http://windowslive.uk.msn.com/get-live/connect/article.aspx?cp-documentid=7586959"&gt;7 Deadly Sins of the blogging world - a far cry from Lust, Gluttony, Greed, Sloth, Wrath&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://windowslive.uk.msn.com/get-live/connect/article.aspx?cp-documentid=7586959"&gt;, Envy and Pride! &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-9173297768330336393?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/9173297768330336393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/9173297768330336393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#9173297768330336393' title='you don&apos;t say!'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-4505520881761495926</id><published>2008-02-20T15:27:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T19:08:05.688+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='into the mind of a Mum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking aloud'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='posts for posterity'/><title type='text'>Into the Mind of a Mum (3)</title><content type='html'>Why I won't buy you a &lt;a title="laptopimages by drshadab, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/25823577@N00/2278779857/"&gt;&lt;img height="109" alt="laptopimages" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2068/2278779857_daf918fc3d_o.jpg" width="129" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; or a &lt;a title="imagesm by drshadab, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/25823577@N00/2278779859/"&gt;&lt;img height="77" alt="imagesm" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2230/2278779859_b2c43b0dc4_o.jpg" width="125" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and no, my name isn't &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ebenezer_Scrooge"&gt;Ebenezer Scrooge.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, I won't buy you &lt;em&gt;or &lt;/em&gt;let &lt;em&gt;you &lt;/em&gt;buy a laptop or a must-have mobile even though we &lt;em&gt;both&lt;/em&gt; have the money to buy &lt;em&gt;both &lt;/em&gt;those things (alhamdulillaah) because:&lt;br /&gt;a) It's the old need v/s want thing.&lt;br /&gt;Why on earth would you need a personal laptop at your age when we've got our vintage computer and my dell? (decrepit and lately defunct, but dell all the same). Yes, I know the ratio of users v/s computers in our house is skewed, but still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) I'm old fashioned and genetically &lt;em&gt;desi. &lt;/em&gt;That translates to: i believe that if you &lt;em&gt;want &lt;/em&gt;something really bad which you don't really need, you should work for it. You know what that means...more messed up rooms to clean at the exorbitant rate of SR 100 per room...but think of the &lt;em&gt;satisfaction &lt;/em&gt;you'll get when you'll eventually have earned enough money from the sweat of your brow...just think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) Laptops allow you to spend unlimited time surfing the net or writing mystery stories and mobiles make it easy for you to call /text  random people just to see what they're up to ...both induce you to waste time and money. Why would I let you buy something like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d) Seriously though, after seeing what happened to &lt;a href="http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/2007/02/whered-we-go.html"&gt;my miskeen old laptop &lt;/a&gt;and (just yesterday) my pathetic mobile, how can you even &lt;em&gt;think &lt;/em&gt;of having fancy new ones in a house full of sippy cups and leaking bottles, curious fingers and mechanically inclined little minds?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-4505520881761495926?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/4505520881761495926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/4505520881761495926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#4505520881761495926' title='Into the Mind of a Mum (3)'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-3911676103032254676</id><published>2008-02-13T08:51:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T09:22:55.519+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloggers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recommendations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='into the mind of a Mum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking aloud'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fyi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parental plugs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun facts'/><title type='text'>Into the Mind of a Mum (2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://sisters-in-faith.blogspot.com/2008/02/into-mind-of-mum-2.html"&gt;Why I won't let you fool around with your hair / face.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cross posted on &lt;a href="http://sisters-in-faith.blogspot.com/"&gt;the Sisters-in-Faith blog &lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-3911676103032254676?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/3911676103032254676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/3911676103032254676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#3911676103032254676' title='Into the Mind of a Mum (2)'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-8701114856446307465</id><published>2008-02-12T12:58:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T13:07:49.646+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recommendations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fyi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='must-read'/><title type='text'>common sense 101</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lifeandhealth.guardian.co.uk/wellbeing/story/0,,2255804,00.html"&gt;Parents to the Rescue&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lifeandhealth.guardian.co.uk/wellbeing/story/0,,2255804,00.html"&gt;The Guardian&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;...most people would feel helpless if confronted with a medical emergency and seven out of 10 adults would not know what to do if faced with the sight of a child lying face down in water.&lt;br /&gt;"We polled 2,000 adults and their answers ranged from doing nothing and feeling helpless to not checking if the casualty was breathing before starting CPR [cardio-pulmonary resuscitation] - which could prove fatal," says Andrew New, senior training officer for St John Ambulance. "Given the number of first-aid emergencies that could be resolved relatively easily, it is worrying how few parents say they don't know what to do. Even doing something simple, such as having the confidence to give reassurance, can make a huge difference to the outcome."&lt;br /&gt;"Without a doubt, parents don't know enough," says Clive James, a senior training officer and volunteer with St John Ambulance. "Just take the recovery position, for example. Putting somebody in the right position can save their life. Or choking. If you know exactly what to do, you can help."&lt;br /&gt;There are all sorts of first-aid courses in the UK, ranging from a basic three hours to several days, but many people are reluctant to go on one. "Mostly it's because people think they won't need it, that it won't happen to them," says James, "or they're not sure what the course might involve. But 99.9% of first aid is common sense."&lt;br /&gt;Joe Mulligan, head of first aid with the Red Cross, believes some parents are reluctant to learn because they don't want to confront the idea that they may need to use it on their own children. "We get a lot of people signing up for a course after the event. They've normally had a scare of some sort. What happens in the first five minutes after an accident is critical and can be not only life-saving, but in cases of burns and scalds, quick and appropriate treatment can have a huge effect on the cosmetic result."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Instant response: what you need to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Burns &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;The first thing to do is cool the affected area. If possible, hold it under cold water for at least 10 minutes. Then cover with clean, non-fluffy material such as a cloth, plastic bag or clingfilm. If it's deep or larger than the palm of the casualty's hand, also seek urgent medical attention. Do not Use lotions, creams or adhesive dressings or break blisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lumps, bumps and bruises &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Apply a cold compress to bumped areas for no more than 10 minutes, to relieve the swelling. When people go into shock they go cold. Hold their hand to warm and reassure them. If you are worried they might be concussed, the rule is that if the child gets knocked out, even for a short time, or acts strangely, they should see a doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nosebleeds &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;These usually happen because a tiny blood vessel inside the nose has become damaged. Aim to control the blood loss. Sit the child down, tilt their head forwards and allow the blood to drain from the nose. Then get them to pinch their nose and dribble into a bowl. Discourage them from coughing, swallowing or swilling. After a few minutes, release the pressure on the nose. If still bleeding, keep pinching for another 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Strains and sprains &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Strains are pulled muscles and sprains are stretched ligaments. Remember "Rice". R is for rest: get the child to sit down. I is for ice to reduce pain and bruising, but don't apply it directly on to the skin - wrap it in kitchen roll or a tea towel. Frozen peas are good because you can roll them around the injury. C is for compress: apply a bandage firmly to the injury. E is for elevation: keep the injured area as high as possible, to slow blood flow to the injury, so reducing swelling and long-term bruising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Febrile convulsion &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Make sure the child is not too hot and keep them in the recovery position (on their side, mouth facing downwards for easy draining, chin up to keep airways open). The convulsion may be caused by their temperature getting too high but it could be asthma or epilepsy. If in doubt, call an ambulance. Do not Wrap the child in too many layers if they have a high temperature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-8701114856446307465?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/8701114856446307465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/8701114856446307465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#8701114856446307465' title='common sense 101'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-2248211587497082849</id><published>2008-02-11T08:43:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T13:37:57.084+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='into the mind of a Mum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking aloud'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filed under &apos;future&apos;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='posts for posterity'/><title type='text'>Into the Mind of a Mum  (1)</title><content type='html'>I'm thinking of starting a series of posts that unravel the workings of a mum's mind. Mind you, this is not a generic Mum I'm talking about, this is specifically about the thoughts of one&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;mum among millions: &lt;em&gt;me &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(not to imply that I'm one in a million or anything :P&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;/em&gt;so that kids in general and my own kids in particular, get an insight into what's &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;behind a mother's seemingly bizarre and/or unreasonable commands/demands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I'm going to start with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why I won't let you make an internet ''friend'' &lt;a title="forbidden by drshadab, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/25823577@N00/1585128090/"&gt;&lt;img height="15" alt="forbidden" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2284/1585128090_3776dd9622_o.gif" width="15" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You know, in desiland they have this saying: someone who's been burnt by (hot) milk, will drink even (cold) buttermilk by carefully blowing on it. Clumsy translation I know, but basically the message is the same: &lt;em&gt;once bitten twice shy&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After having 'met' and interacted with, confided in, shared work, life histories, experiences, ideas and laughs out loud with plenty of people online, I feel patently qualified to tell you kids that an online ''friendship'' is &lt;em&gt;definitely &lt;/em&gt;not for you. &lt;a title="8_grim by drshadab, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/25823577@N00/1585127930/"&gt;&lt;img height="15" alt="8_grim" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2253/1585127930_bde090380a_o.gif" width="15" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here are my reasons why:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. There are scores of criminals and sick people cruising the internet, just waiting to sink their talons into gullible young people looking for an online 'friend'. &lt;a title="22_yikes by drshadab, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/25823577@N00/1585127934/"&gt;&lt;img height="25" alt="22_yikes" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2390/1585127934_6f7a88517f_o.gif" width="19" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I keep reading these stories in the media of how youngsters are lured into conversations with people posing as 'friends' their own age that eventually lead them to great harm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I think you should be aware of this... this is not just happening to other people, it could happen to &lt;em&gt;anyone. &lt;/em&gt;I won't let you expose yourself to this danger, just like I wouldn't let you walk down a busy, unlit road alone at night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As'alAllaahu al'afwa wal aafiyah&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I ask Allaah to protect you and all the other kids who are careless/unaware of this aspect from all harm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;PS: &lt;a href="http://www.missionislam.com/webnetwork/kidssafety.htm"&gt;This site has some useful internet safety rules for Muslim kids&lt;/a&gt;...a really beneficial read. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2. On the internet, you are an online 'persona' not a real 'person'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sure, online friends might share their thoughts and ideas and innermost feelings with you and you might do the same, but you'll never know the &lt;em&gt;sum total &lt;/em&gt;of their personality and they'll never know what &lt;em&gt;you &lt;/em&gt;are all about, unless you meet and interact with them in real life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You know how it is with people, you come to really &lt;em&gt;know &lt;/em&gt;them after meeting them over a period of several years -- the nuances of their characters, their good and bad qualities (and &lt;em&gt;yours&lt;/em&gt;) are revealed slowly through time and different circumstances. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On the other hand, what you know about people online is what &lt;em&gt;they &lt;/em&gt;tell you, you can't make any conclusions of your own because you haven't seen them, haven't heard their tone of voice or observed their body language. You've no idea how they will react when things aren't all that rosy...for example if you have a disagreement / argument. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sometimes people end up saying things they shouldn't have said / giving out TMI (too much information) about themselves or unconsciously hurting people by their words / actions online.&lt;a title="ouch by drshadab, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/25823577@N00/1585206854/"&gt;&lt;img height="15" alt="ouch" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2172/1585206854_313ae05bb2_o.gif" width="15" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You know it's impossible to &lt;em&gt;unsay &lt;/em&gt;words and &lt;em&gt;undo &lt;/em&gt;actions, moreso in a virtual world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, I strongly feel that instead of investing your time and emotions into someone who really can't &lt;em&gt;be there &lt;/em&gt;for you when you need them or when they need you (in moments of crisis / need) you would be better off without all this hassle and unnecessary drama. &lt;a title="hissyfit by drshadab, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/25823577@N00/1585206880/"&gt;&lt;img height="21" alt="hissyfit" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2097/1585206880_2d4ae84d47_o.gif" width="31" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You can spend your time and efforts a whole lot more fruitfully by making connections with real people around you, who you can relate with and depend on, who can &lt;em&gt;see &lt;/em&gt;you and who can do things for you, and vice versa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3. Internet friends are for old (er) people &lt;a title="1_grin by drshadab, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/25823577@N00/1584194523/"&gt;&lt;img height="15" alt="1_grin" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2309/1584194523_a246ccbce1_o.gif" width="15" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I know this sounds like a double standard, but I &lt;em&gt;firmly &lt;/em&gt;believe that kids don't have the psychological maturity, emotional intelligence or fine-honed discretion to make online friends like older, more experienced and well-weathered people do &lt;ahem&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;No seriously, as you see more of the world, you learn to pick people with greater care and some of us develop this fine instinct / intuition that helps us zero in on the right people and steer clear of the others, alhamdulillaah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I've 'met' and talked to and had some really stimulating, enriching exchanges with some amazing people over the internet whose existence I'd have been completely unaware of otherwise. Unfortunately, you have to be (at least) my age before you have the know-how to do that :P &lt;a title="bouncy by drshadab, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/25823577@N00/1585127946/"&gt;&lt;img height="19" alt="bouncy" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2171/1585127946_49e465789d_o.gif" width="19" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So until then, please chill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Remember Allaah and make duaa so that He blesses you with &lt;em&gt;tayyib rizq -- &lt;/em&gt;companions and friends whose love brings benefit near Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Connect with people around you (cousins, school-friends / family friends' kids).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Make 'friends' with your siblings instead of always being at war.&lt;a title="happyguy by drshadab, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/25823577@N00/2257648548/"&gt;&lt;img height="57" alt="happyguy" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2315/2257648548_cc93c6005a_o.gif" width="70" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Talk to your parents if you're lonely / confused / need someone to confide in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Spend time with the best of people:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;"It is reported from Nu’aym bin Hammaad:‘Abdullah bin Al-Mubaarak used to often stay at home, so he was asked, “Don’t you get lonely?” He replied, “How could I get lonely when I am with the Prophet – Allaah’s peace and blessings be upon him (i.e. I read his hadeeth)?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Also on the authority of Nu’aym bin Hammaad:It was once said to ‘Abdullah bin Al-Mubaarak, “O Abu ‘Abd Al-Rahmaan, you often sit alone at home.” He said, “I am alone? I am with the Prophet - Allaah’s peace and blessings be upon him – and his Companions.” Meaning: reading hadeeth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ibn ‘Asaakir, Taareekh Dimashq 32/458.Shaqeeq bin Ibraaheem reports:It was once said to ‘Abdullah bin Al-Mubaarak, “After you have prayed with us you don’t sit with us?” He replied, “I go and sit with the Sahaabah and the Taabi’een.” We said, “And how can you sit with the Sahaabah and Taabi’een (when they have all passed away)?” He replied, “I go and read the knowledge I have collected, I find their narrations and deeds. What would I do with you? You sit around backbiting people.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;[Adh-Dhahabee, Siyar A’laam Al-Nubalaa' in his biography of ‘Abdullah bin Al-Mubaarak.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In conclusion, I won't let you be/have an online friend because I &lt;u&gt;love &lt;/u&gt;you and want to do the right thing for you, even though you might not agree with me/ understand why it has to be this way, right now. &lt;a title="scratchhead by drshadab, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/25823577@N00/2257648550/"&gt;&lt;img height="32" alt="scratchhead" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2092/2257648550_1566e90bc0_o.gif" width="32" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;in shaa Allaah, one day you'll know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-2248211587497082849?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/2248211587497082849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/2248211587497082849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#2248211587497082849' title='Into the Mind of a Mum  (1)'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-6981640153721695460</id><published>2008-02-10T13:51:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T14:39:58.654+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muslim kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palestine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outrage'/><title type='text'>What about the children in Gaza?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;By Jamal Anderson &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;As the prison doors close again on the large-scale concentration camp that is the Gaza Strip, the desperate inhabitants are once more sealed away from the world.&lt;br /&gt;Below is a reproduction of an account by a member of the UK charity Islamic Relief of what he saw and experienced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;"As our team arrived in Gaza we saw first hand how this situation is one of the worst we have ever encountered. The atmosphere is one of tense despair where people are enduring sub-human living conditions.&lt;br /&gt;"It is damp and bitterly cold here but the homes we are visiting have no heating and most have no windows as they have been blasted out during bomb raids. The first home we visited was that of an old lady looking after a 12 year old disabled child; she &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;hadn't eaten for days in order to give him what little she had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;"In another home we found a couple looking after 14 children, some were their own, and others the children of families whose parents have been killed. They didn't have enough blankets, and were having to choose at night which of them got to use the blankets. We have been providing blankets as well as food and clean water, but so much more is needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;"The situation is desperate! Hospitals are poorly equipped, not just for patients who are sick but also for those who are injured by the bombing raids. We encountered children and adults with limbs blown off, as well as those needing operations - but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;doctors warn if the power supply fails, many won't survive! There is also a horrendous sewage problem which will only compound the health problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Of all the war and disaster zones I have visited this is the worst ever. The people of Gaza are suffering in a big way, and are feeling like the world doesn't care. They ask us please not to forget their suffering. I really don't know how they are enduring it. As well as the suffering there's the tense desperation that death could come at any minute if another bomb falls out of the sky. Everyone seems ready for death, it is a weird sensation and no civilian population should have to suffer such an unjust situation."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.islamic-relief.org.uk/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;www.islamic-relief.org.uk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-6981640153721695460?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/6981640153721695460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/6981640153721695460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#6981640153721695460' title='What about the children in Gaza?'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-465402203311622296</id><published>2008-02-09T10:41:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T11:08:11.168+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday khutbahs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminders'/><title type='text'>information overload, child-friendly khutbahs and verses that stay on</title><content type='html'>We have this tradition at our place where we get together after Friday khutbah and try to recollect what we've heard (on tv /in an actual masjid) . It's a good way to &lt;em&gt;rakkiz &lt;/em&gt;what one has heard. Sometimes the kids remember certain &lt;em&gt;ayahs or ahadeeth &lt;/em&gt;or the general topic of the khutbah&lt;em&gt;, &lt;/em&gt;but at other times the khutbah really goes over the top of their heads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing they all &lt;em&gt;do &lt;/em&gt;remember is anecdotes/ parables / stories and I suspect this is the case with most people who attend Friday khutbahs. I personally feel that Friday khutbahs are not the time for an information overload; short, simple yet stirring khutbahs that address topical issues might make all the difference to the Ummah and the dipping interest levels of its youngsters in all things religious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the khutbah itself was about &lt;em&gt;istighfaar: &lt;/em&gt;seeking forgiveness &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;repeatedly, sincerely, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;for major and minor acts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Imaam mentioned the Syed al-Istighfaar (see below) and read these verses (given below) in the 2nd rak'ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although we may have read the supplication and the verses separately many times, yet I could feel a fresh dimension opening on hearing them at the khutbah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many of us who are ''practising'' tend to get complacent about seeking forgiveness, perhaps grading our efforts as &lt;em&gt;''miah-miah'' &lt;/em&gt;(:P nativespeak for 100/100) when in reality we have miles to go before we make the grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many of us who are consciously sinning reach a level of spiritual ennui where we might feel we already have accumulated the proverbial mountain of sins or sins like the foam of the sea...why bother seeking forgiveness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer to both is that although all the Prophet's sins were forgiven, he would &lt;em&gt;still &lt;/em&gt;seek forgiveness more than 70 times every day. And he promised us, his Ummah, that Allaah would even forgive sins as numerous as the foam in the sea. &lt;em&gt;And who forgives sins except Allaah&lt;/em&gt;: I find this verse really really powerful.&lt;br /&gt;One day later, I'm still thinking about this. subhaanallaah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-465402203311622296?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/465402203311622296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/465402203311622296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#465402203311622296' title='information overload, child-friendly khutbahs and verses that stay on'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-3152474815676445390</id><published>2008-02-09T10:04:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T13:52:08.018+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday khutbahs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning the Qur&apos;aan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminders'/><title type='text'>'and who forgives sins, except Allaah?'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;وَأَطِيعُواْ اللّهَ وَالرَّسُولَ لَعَلَّكُمْ تُرْحَمُونَ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And obey Allaah and the Messenger that you may obtain mercy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="133"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;وَسَارِعُواْ إِلَى مَغْفِرَةٍ مِّن رَّبِّكُمْ وَجَنَّةٍ عَرْضُهَا السَّمَاوَاتُ وَالأَرْضُ أُعِدَّتْ لِلْمُتَّقِينَ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And make haste towards forgiveness from your Lord, and Paradise,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As wide as the heavens and the earth, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;prepared for Al-Muttaqoon (the people who fear Allaah).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="134"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;الَّذِينَ يُنفِقُونَ فِي السَّرَّاءِ وَالضَّرَّاءِ وَالْكَاظِمِينَ الْغَيْظَ وَالْعَافِينَ عَنِ النَّاسِ وَاللّهُ يُحِبُّ الْمُحْسِنِينَ&lt;br /&gt;Those who spend in prosperity and in adversity, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;who repress anger, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and who pardon people; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Indeed, Allaah loves Al-Muhsinoon &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(people who strive to excel in their good deeds).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="135"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;وَالَّذِينَ إِذَا فَعَلُواْ فَاحِشَةً أَوْ ظَلَمُواْ أَنْفُسَهُمْ ذَكَرُواْ اللّهَ فَاسْتَغْفَرُواْ لِذُنُوبِهِمْ&lt;br /&gt;وَمَن يَغْفِرُ الذُّنُوبَ إِلاَّ اللّهُ&lt;br /&gt;وَلَمْ يُصِرُّواْ عَلَى مَا فَعَلُواْ وَهُمْ يَعْلَمُونَ&lt;br /&gt;And those who, when they have committed &lt;em&gt;Faahishah &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;or wronged their souls/selves, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;remember Allaah and ask forgiveness for their sins;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And who can forgive sins but Allaah? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And do not continue / persist in what (wrong) they have done, once they know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="136"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;أُوْلَئِكَ جَزَاؤُهُم مَّغْفِرَةٌ مِّن رَّبِّهِمْ وَجَنَّاتٌ تَجْرِي مِن تَحْتِهَا الأَنْهَارُ خَالِدِينَ فِيهَا وَنِعْمَ أَجْرُ الْعَامِلِينَ&lt;br /&gt;For them, the reward is Forgiveness from their Lord, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and Gardens with rivers flowing underneath (Paradise), &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wherein they shall abide forever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How excellent is the reward for the &lt;em&gt;'Aamileen&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(the people who &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;good).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-3152474815676445390?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/3152474815676445390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/3152474815676445390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#3152474815676445390' title='&apos;and who forgives sins, except Allaah?&apos;'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-5491221765633975377</id><published>2008-02-09T09:41:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T11:53:45.443+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminders'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fyi'/><title type='text'>the ''syed'' (chief) of all supplications</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;اللَّهُمَّ أَنْتَ رَبِي لا إِلهَ إِلّا أَنْتَ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;، خَلَقْتَنِي وَأَنَا عَبْدُكَ ، وَأَنَا عَلى عَهْدِكَ وَوَعْدِكَ مَا اسْتَطَعْتُ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;، أَعُوذُ بِكَ مِنْ شَرِ مَا صَنَعْتُ ، أَبْوءُ لَكَ بِنِعْمَتِكَ عَلَيَّ ، وَأَبُوءُ بَذَنْبِي &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;، فَاغْفِرْ لِي ، فَإِنَّهُ لا يَغْفِرُ الذُّنُوبَ إِلَّا أَنْتَْ َ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Shaddaad bin Aws said: The Prophet صلىالله عليه وسلم said, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“The best supplication for seeking forgiveness (Syed-ul-Istighfar) is to say: `Allaahumma Anta Rabbi, laa ilaaha illa Ant, khalaqtani wa ana `abduk, wa ana `ala `ahdika wa wa`dika mastata`t, a`oothu bika min sharri ma sana`t, aboo’u laka bi ni`matika `alayya, wa aboo’u bithanbi faghfir lee, fa innahu laa yaghfiru ath-thunoob illaa Ant. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(O Allaah! You are my Rabb (Lord). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;There is no true god except You. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;You have created me, and I am Your slave, and I hold to Your Covenant as far as I can. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I seek refuge in You from the evil of what I have done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I acknowledge the favours that You have bestowed upon me, and I confess my sins. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Pardon me, for none but You has the power to pardon).’ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;He who supplicates in these terms during the day with firm belief in it and dies on the same day (before the evening), he will be one of the dwellers of Jannah; and if anyone supplicates in these terms during the night with firm belief in it and dies before the morning, he will be one of the dwellers of Jannah.” [Al-Bukhari]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;taken from &lt;a href="http://www.suhaibwebb.com/"&gt;Imaam Suhaib Webb's blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-5491221765633975377?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/5491221765633975377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/5491221765633975377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#5491221765633975377' title='the &apos;&apos;syed&apos;&apos; (chief) of all supplications'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-8227940676534172267</id><published>2008-02-09T09:10:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T09:29:43.556+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday khutbahs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking aloud'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminders'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='timeless words/wisdom'/><title type='text'>Friday khutbah I attended</title><content type='html'>For the past two Fridays I've had the chance to go for Friday khutbah, alhamdulillaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually Friday mornings are an impossible whirl of activity, but some days things work themselves out by the will of Allaah (subhaanallaah, there &lt;em&gt;is &lt;/em&gt;no other explanation) and I find myself inside the masjid, surrounded by the scents of &lt;em&gt;rayhaan &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;oud&lt;/em&gt;, the muted sounds of women softly reading the Qur'aan or their &lt;em&gt;athkaar&lt;/em&gt;, others praying their &lt;em&gt;tahaiyyatul masjid&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier, I used to find it stressful getting ready on time and getting out of the house at X hour to catch the khutbah so I'd just bundle the kids out with Abu RR, but these days alhamdulillaah, the masjid seems like an &lt;em&gt;istaraahah, &lt;/em&gt;a place to catch one's spiritual breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if in congruence to my thoughts, there's a little computer print-out at the entrance of the &lt;em&gt;masjid &lt;/em&gt;(in Arabic)&lt;em&gt;:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imaam Ahmad was asked: &lt;em&gt;mataa Raahah ? &lt;/em&gt;(When is Raahah i.e. when will there be an end to cares?)&lt;br /&gt;He said: &lt;em&gt;'Inda awwal qadam adh'ahaa fil Jannah. &lt;/em&gt;(When the first foot is placed inside Jannah.''&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-8227940676534172267?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/8227940676534172267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/8227940676534172267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#8227940676534172267' title='Friday khutbah I attended'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-2018535712847844469</id><published>2008-02-06T18:26:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T14:05:45.337+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning languages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cerebral reads :)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hmmm interesting'/><title type='text'>places on paper</title><content type='html'>The Guardian has &lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/travel/2008/feb/06/rorymaclean.travelbooks?page=all"&gt;this list of books &lt;/a&gt;that &lt;em&gt;transport &lt;/em&gt;you to places you've never been to before, except on paper. Ever had that feeling while reading a book? They've even got a name for the phenomenon: international books. Neat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my own list, though:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any biography of the Prophet /Companions to take you 1400 years back in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Palestine, by Joe Sacco for a virtual visit to the Holy Land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The God of Small Things, by Arundhati Roy for all things Kerala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything by Gabriel Garcia Marquez to transport you to a place where it's hot, mosquitoes abound and there's the smell of gun powder and bitter almonds, while parrots squawk outside on guava trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son's father by Nadine Gordimer to apartheid South Africa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone with the Wind by Margaret Mitchell to south American cotton plantations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pride and Prejudice / Sherlock Holmes' adventures / PG Wodehouse to Victorian England.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Good Earth by Pearl S Buck to China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enid Blyton books to a place called childhood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-2018535712847844469?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/2018535712847844469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/2018535712847844469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#2018535712847844469' title='places on paper'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-1171287552329554502</id><published>2008-02-01T16:55:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T16:59:37.775+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning languages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fyi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun facts'/><title type='text'>btw, the ''learning stuff'' label reminds me..</title><content type='html'>look this up for really interesting tips on improving memory: &lt;a href="http://www.mindtools.com/pages/article/newTIM_10.htm"&gt;MindTools&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-1171287552329554502?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/1171287552329554502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/1171287552329554502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#1171287552329554502' title='btw, the &apos;&apos;learning stuff&apos;&apos; label reminds me..'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-8698907919203090515</id><published>2008-02-01T15:44:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T17:22:36.132+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recommendations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning the Qur&apos;aan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fyi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='timeless words/wisdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='must-read'/><title type='text'>essential Friday reading/listening</title><content type='html'>Besides Soorah Al-Kahf of course, there's &lt;a href="http://www.onlineislamicstore.com/b4585.html"&gt;this incredibly insightful tafseer (exegesis) of the soorah &lt;/a&gt;by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Syed_Abul_Hasan_Ali_Hasani_Nadwi"&gt;Abul Hasan Ali Nadwi &lt;/a&gt;that you should try to get your hands on (if you haven't read it already that is).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read it aeons ago and I'm looking to get hold of a copy again for Rasha-Rida to read, in shaa Allaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other Friday news, nothing compares to listening to the soorah by &lt;a href="http://www.aswatalislam.net/DisplayFilesP.aspx?TitleID=11&amp;amp;TitleName=Quran_-_Abdul_Munem_Abdul_Mobdi"&gt;one of my favourite reciters.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm convinced that the fastest way to learn a soorah is by listening to it as often as possible.&lt;br /&gt;Try it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-8698907919203090515?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/8698907919203090515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/8698907919203090515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#8698907919203090515' title='essential Friday reading/listening'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-4254079648579937962</id><published>2008-01-31T11:30:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T11:36:32.573+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fyi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what on earth is the world coming to?'/><title type='text'>plastic baby bottles in hot water</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hot water 'increases baby bottle chemicals'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/profile/alokjha" name="&amp;amp;lid={articleBody}{Alok Jha}&amp;amp;lpos={articleBody}{1}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Alok Jha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;, science correspondent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/theguardian" name="&amp;amp;lid={articleBody}{The Guardian}&amp;amp;lpos={articleBody}{2}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;The Guardian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hot liquids dramatically increase the amount of harmful chemicals released by plastic bottles, according to a study.&lt;br /&gt;Scientists found that polycarbonate plastic bottles released a known environmental pollutant 55 times more quickly when filled with boiling water.&lt;br /&gt;Polycarbonate is used to make everything from compact discs to milk bottles for babies. The plastic is made from bisphenol A, a chemical produced in large volumes across the world. But over time, the plastic leaches its raw ingredient back into the environment.&lt;br /&gt;"There are a lot of concerns surrounding bisphenol A," said David Santillo, senior scientist at the Greenpeace research laboratory in Exeter. "It is a hormone disrupter able to mimic and interfere with hormone systems in animals."&lt;br /&gt;In the experiment, Scott Belcher, of the University of Cincinnati College of Medicine, wanted to work out how bisphenol A leaked out of polycarbonates and whether the temperature of the liquid stored in the bottle affected the rate.&lt;br /&gt;"Previous studies have shown that if you repeatedly scrub, dish-wash and boil polycarbonate baby bottles, they release bisphenol A. But we wanted to know if 'normal' use caused increased release from something that we all use, and to identify what was the most important factor that impacts release," he said.&lt;br /&gt;Belcher took reusable water bottles and tested them for seven days with room temperature water and then boiling water, simulating normal usage during backpacking, mountaineering and other outdoor adventure activities.&lt;br /&gt;He found that boiling water released bisphenol A from the bottles up to 55 times more quickly than the lower-temperature water.&lt;br /&gt;The results, published in the latest edition of the journal Toxicology Letters, found that with room temperature water the rate of release from individual bottles ranged from 0.2 to 0.8 nanograms of bisphenol A an hour. After exposure to boiling water, rates increased to 8 to 32 nanograms an hour.&lt;br /&gt;"A nanogram is a fairly small amount but, given that a lot of hormones work at levels far below that, even if it's not as potent as a natural hormone, you are in the range there which could be contributing to adverse effects," said Santillo.&lt;br /&gt;He added that Belcher's research should renew calls to develop alternative materials for baby milk bottles.&lt;br /&gt;"Newborn babies are at a very sensitive stage of their development and the last thing you want to be doing is dosing them with a very potent hormone disruptor," he said. "If there are ways of avoiding that, the time has come for the public to know about those."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-4254079648579937962?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/4254079648579937962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/4254079648579937962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#4254079648579937962' title='plastic baby bottles in hot water'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-7847942828342447386</id><published>2008-01-30T20:24:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T20:36:12.351+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminiscences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creative enterprises'/><title type='text'>dead and gone: the man who made childhood fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fwbusinesspress.com/display.php?id=6956"&gt;very very sweet article on the man who invented the Hula Hoop and the Frisbee (among other fun toys)...&lt;/a&gt;as much an obituary of childhood as it was in the pre-pokemon cards and playstation era really as of the man himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;BY MITCH ALBOM&lt;br /&gt;Last week, at age 82, Richard Knerr died. You probably don’t recognize his name. You probably can’t pronounce it. He wasn’t an actor or a war hero. He cured no diseases. Made no scientific breakthroughs.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, you could say Richard Knerr was about one thing and one thing only: fun. But if you measure a man by what the world would be like without him, here a few things that, minus Knerr, you would never know:&lt;br /&gt;The Hula Hoop.&lt;br /&gt;The Frisbee.&lt;br /&gt;The SuperBall.&lt;br /&gt;Those alone took up a third of my childhood.&lt;br /&gt;Knerr was the co-founder of Wham-O, the company that made those items and more, including the Water Wiggly, the Slip ‘N Slide and Silly String. If there was a philosophy to Wham-O’s products, it was this: Keep it simple, keep it cheap, keep it something kids like to do, over and over.&lt;br /&gt;You’ll notice what is left out.&lt;br /&gt;Violence. Noise. Weapons. Video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Just for the fun of it&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not, there was a time when “free time” in America meant doing things like trying to shake a Hula Hoop without it falling down your legs. Or lining up a perfectly flat Frisbee throw, so that it glided on air like a flying saucer.&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know. Anyone under 30 is groaning just reading this. But we make no apologies. This was what we did for fun. We threw Frisbees back and forth. We shook Hula-Hoops around our waists. We flicked a SuperBall against the pavement so hard it would bounce onto someone’s roof.&lt;br /&gt;And then Mom called us for dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;[...]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I didn’t know Richard Knerr. But I recently saw an old photo of him in a shirt and tie, goofing it up, Hula Hoops swinging from his shoulders. And I was saddened by his death, because it reminded me of how a certain philosophy has died with him.&lt;br /&gt;Today, kids’ fun has to be at someone’s expense. Blowing up your opponent is fun. Clobbering your friend in Madden football is fun. Insulting people on MySpace or laughing at a geek on YouTube is fun. You don’t see kid “crazes” anymore — the way SuperBalls or yo-yos were crazes. Today a kid craze is cell phones or PlayStations. Today the idea of bouncing a ball as high as you can seems so incredibly lame, you’d wonder if the kid doing it had problems.&lt;br /&gt;But that’s the thing. We didn’t have problems. Not like they have today.&lt;br /&gt;We bounced our balls, threw our Frisbees, shook that silly plastic ring until our hips hurt. And it was fun. It was fun because we weren’t proving ourselves. Our toys didn’t define us, rank us or socialize us. They were meant to be played with. What else could a product from a company named Wham-O be?&lt;br /&gt;By the way, it doesn’t surprise me that Wham-O was sold to a conglomerate in 1982, then later sold to Mattel, then later to a bunch of investors. Guys like Knerr and Melin, who started in their parents’ garages, are often bought out, left with memories, photos and a big check.&lt;br /&gt;Just the same, I was sad to see Knerr’s obituary, because it reminded me of so many youthful things that have waved good-bye. I know when something drops out of style, they say “it went the way of the Hula Hoop,” but they shouldn’t mean&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;childhood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-7847942828342447386?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/7847942828342447386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/7847942828342447386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#7847942828342447386' title='dead and gone: the man who made childhood fun'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-8325622599807387118</id><published>2008-01-26T07:09:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T07:40:32.705+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking aloud'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hmmm interesting'/><title type='text'>Daal-chawal with a capital K</title><content type='html'>So yesterday we tried Koshary from a restaurant called &lt;em&gt;Koshary an-Neel.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The name conjured some really exotic images for me...I imagined a harmonious commingling of sun-kissed rice and tomatoes with fragrant spices from the Mother of All-Civilisation (Umm Dunya) and some sort of meat (it's an Egyptian dish after all :P).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine my feelings when we unpacked our &lt;em&gt;'safari' &lt;/em&gt;order to encounter daal-chawal with &lt;em&gt;shatta &lt;/em&gt;with layers of salty macaroni and spaghetti strings on top, with a few boiled chickpeas strewed on for good measure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good, hearty meal all right, but definitely not what I was expecting. Perhaps I get my hopes up too soon?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway &lt;a href="http://www.touregypt.net/featurestories/koshary.htm"&gt;here's the recipe (with pictures and a story to go with them) for days when you want to make daal-chaawal by another name&lt;/a&gt;. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-8325622599807387118?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/8325622599807387118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/8325622599807387118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#8325622599807387118' title='Daal-chawal with a capital K'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-6446877002481763839</id><published>2008-01-24T08:59:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T09:36:43.833+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloggers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muslim kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palestine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>''have you ever seen an Egyptian?''</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://a-mother-from-gaza.blogspot.com/"&gt;Laila El-Haddad of 'Raising Yousuf, Unplugged' on the opening of the wall&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;''Of course the border opening will only provide temporary relief, and the ecstasy it generates will be fleeting, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://a-mother-from-gaza.blogspot.com/2005/09/across-killing-field.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;as it was in 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; when shortly after Israel's Disengagement, the once impervious and deadly, sniper-lined border became completely porous. It was an incredible time. I will never forget the feeling of standing in the middle of the Philadelphi corridor, as it was known. Of standing there with hundreds of thousands of other Gazans, savoring the moment of uninterrupted freedom, in this case, freedom of movement. Goats were being lobbed over the secondary fence; mattresses; cigarettes; cheeses. Egyptians took back bags of applies from northern Gaza, and comforters. For two weeks, it was the free market at work. Once a nesting ground for Israeli tanks, armored bulldozers, and the like-all of the war metal-the face of the occupation- that became synonymous with destructions and death for us in Gaza, and particularly for the resident's of Rafah, Philadelphi had so suddenly become nothing but a a kilometre of wasteland, of sand granules marking the end of one, battered, besieged land, and the beginning of the rest of the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;But traveling this short distance had previously been so unthinkable, that the minute it took to walk across it by foot was akin to being in the twilight zone. You couldn't help but feel that at any moment a helicopter gunship would hover by overhead and take aim. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;It was then that I met a pair of young boys, 9 and 10, who curiously peered over the fence beyond the wall, into Egypt. In hushed whispers, and innocent giggles they pondered what life was like outside of Gaza and then asked me: Have you ever seen an Egyptian? What do they look like? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;They had never left Rafah in their lives.''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-6446877002481763839?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/6446877002481763839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/6446877002481763839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#6446877002481763839' title='&apos;&apos;have you ever seen an Egyptian?&apos;&apos;'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-8969551114983299504</id><published>2008-01-22T20:33:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T20:46:11.388+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cerebral reads :)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hmmm interesting'/><title type='text'>''say you're sorry!''</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.slate.com/id/2182349/pagenum/all/#page_start"&gt;interesting article in 'Slate' &lt;/a&gt;that debates whether getting kids to apologise (to each other/otherfamily members during fights) and to others (if they're misbehaving in mixed company for example) is a good idea or a bad one?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;"OK, sorry," clears the air. It's one way to strive for a modicum of family civility. And after all, growing up is sometimes an exercise in learning to go through the motions, and sometimes a genuine feeling can follow upon an action that's repeated until it's instilled. If I tell my kids to say they're sorry 10,000 times, I can hope that someday the grudging mutter will turn willing and sincere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;The other time I hear myself barking "Say you're sorry!" is when I'm with a friend and his or her kids, and one of my kids is being obnoxious, and I'm embarrassed. This one I can't really defend: It's a cheap way to signal that I, for one, have some manners; that I know my kids are being trolls and won't let them get away with it, at least not entirely. Forcing an apology is a lot easier than imposing a real punishment. So, it suits for small- to medium-sized infractions that I feel like I should address (or rather shouldn't be seen letting go). Especially, if I'm honest, toward the end of a long day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-8969551114983299504?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/8969551114983299504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/8969551114983299504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#8969551114983299504' title='&apos;&apos;say you&apos;re sorry!&apos;&apos;'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-8297122860126556311</id><published>2008-01-19T16:44:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T17:16:45.281+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recommendations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aww maa shaa Allaah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creative enterprises'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>'tis the season to eat/make halwa!</title><content type='html'>The winter chill seems to say: chuck out the calorie counter and dig out the degchis, it's time to make hot, tastes-best-with-ginger-tea &lt;a href="http://www.indiacurry.com/faqterms/faqhalwa.htm"&gt;&lt;em&gt;halwa&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chana, carrot, &lt;em&gt;sooji: &lt;/em&gt;take your pick&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Now that I've finally acquired the knack of making halwa, I'm &lt;em&gt;appalled &lt;/em&gt;at &lt;em&gt;how easy &lt;/em&gt;it is!&lt;br /&gt;I mean all these years I've been thinking that there's this huge subtle art behind it that can only be achieved by a chosen few Cordon-Bleu cooks (or the desi-equivalent thereof), and now I find it's ridiculously easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try it, honestly. It's great calorie-rich food for growing kids (not so good for mums though):P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="scalestranslil by drshadab, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/25823577@N00/2203888948/"&gt;&lt;img height="176" alt="scalestranslil" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2189/2203888948_da9806bef8_o.gif" width="141" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-8297122860126556311?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/8297122860126556311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/8297122860126556311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#8297122860126556311' title='&apos;tis the season to eat/make halwa!'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-5656172553059782171</id><published>2008-01-17T21:04:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:36:42.779+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloggers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recommendations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palestine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outrage'/><title type='text'>us and them</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;These days, I find myself thinking a lot about Palestine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;How can one not? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm completely dumbfounded when peope shrug their shoulders with supreme self absorption and dismiss Palestine as a ''territorial issue'' or '' not my problem''. I believe it takes a truly hardened heart to brush away &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O5OuU90ru-Y/R46SKsWiBBI/AAAAAAAABNU/vs7VrpN6TXA/s1600-h/aaa.JPEG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so &lt;/em&gt;much pain &lt;/a&gt;with such nonchalance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;alhamdulillaah, there are several media outlets and personal pages that cut across religious and race lines (&lt;a href="http://angryarab.blogspot.com/"&gt;AngryArab&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://umkahlil.blogspot.com/"&gt;UmmKahlil&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://a-mother-from-gaza.blogspot.com/"&gt;Leila Um Yousef&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://sabbah.biz/mt/"&gt;Sabbah&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://gush-shalom.org/"&gt;Uri Avnery&lt;/a&gt;...to name a few of those I regularly follow) who've been doing an excellent job on reporting Palestine, when most of the mainstream media are content to let sleeping stories lie...for various reasons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's  also achingly ironic that this new spate of violence in Palestine comes at &lt;a href="http://www.lutonmuslims.co.uk/Muharram.htm"&gt;a time when Muslims are fasting &lt;/a&gt;in thanks to mark the day Moses is said to have left Egypt with Bani Israa'eel, after the Prophet صلىالله عليه وسلم  said: &lt;a href="http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/2007/01/we-have-more-right-to-moosa.html"&gt;''...we have more right to Moosaa ...''&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;subhaanallaah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-5656172553059782171?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/5656172553059782171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/5656172553059782171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#5656172553059782171' title='us and them'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-957119620887322546</id><published>2008-01-11T07:47:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T08:19:32.337+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='state of the nation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':)'/><title type='text'>If we were inanimate objects...</title><content type='html'>If I were an inanimate object I'd be: &lt;a title="200px-Swiss_army_knife_open_20050612 by drshadab, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/25823577@N00/2184089751/"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="200px-Swiss_army_knife_open_20050612" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2195/2184089751_4e38a1f30b_m.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for obvious reasons: it's a multi-tasker and handy to have around the house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abu-RR: &lt;a title="250px-Kompas_Sofia by drshadab, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/25823577@N00/2184089755/"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="250px-Kompas_Sofia" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2276/2184089755_74235553fc_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b/z it always points to the right direction, no matter where it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rasha: &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/25823577@N00/2184902584/" title="baby phat by drshadab, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2311/2184902584_897503828c_m.jpg" width="171" height="240" alt="baby phat" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b/z everything is rosy-hued to her and her head's 'most always in the clouds :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rida:&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/25823577@N00/2184902590/" title="SnowyWinter03_SnowFallingOutside by drshadab, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2334/2184902590_71f2d74897_m.jpg" width="128" height="128" alt="SnowyWinter03_SnowFallingOutside" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b/z  she's a realist, but that doesn't stop her from looking outward.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-957119620887322546?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/957119620887322546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/957119620887322546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#957119620887322546' title='If we were inanimate objects...'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2195/2184089751_4e38a1f30b_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-3708475699996025726</id><published>2007-12-31T20:19:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T20:39:39.085+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recommendations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muslim kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palestine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fyi'/><title type='text'>must-see</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Teachers working for months without pay, a chronic overcrowding in the classrooms, and students at risk each day from imprisonment and perhaps worse - welcome to the typical education experience in a Palestinian school.&lt;br /&gt;Those who can, teach - often without pay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://english.aljazeera.net/NR/exeres/7DC6D346-3CEF-48DE-AC4A-4D2F35BCD774.htm"&gt;Witness presents a series of three films taking a close look at the extraordinary difficulties and challenges that two ordinary Palestinian schools face. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;While poverty is widespread throughout the West Bank and Gaza, Nablus is one of the worst-hit areas because of the decreasing range of employers and the limited number of opportunities.Hobbled by the Palestinians' diminishing purchasing power and by Israeli security closures that have isolated Nablus and its merchants from the rest of the West Bank, hundreds of employees have been fired this year alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;According to the Mayor of Nablus, about 70 per cent of the city's residents live below the poverty line, but the Palestinian Authority and local government have virtually no funds to give the poor.&lt;br /&gt;Astonishingly, despite these poverty levels, almost 90 per cent of children in Nablus go on to university.But the education system is cracking under the weight of the crisis. More than a million Palestinian students face daily risks ranging from Israeli roadblocks to imprisonment and even death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Witness goes into the classrooms and corridors of two schools to gauge the situation.Mahmoud Awemleh and Najla Yousif, maths and science secondary school teachers, do their best to teach and inspire their pupils, while trying themselves to survive the challenges of life in Nablus. Osaid writes his end-of-year exams which he missed while in an Israeli prison. The schools' teachers anxiously await pay day, wondering if their salaries will come through this month or not. Meanwhile tragic pandemonium breaks out when Israeli soldiers launch a nearby raid to root out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;militants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;This series provides a rare glimpse into the daily lives of those trying to educate, and be educated, under occupation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-3708475699996025726?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/3708475699996025726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/3708475699996025726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#3708475699996025726' title='must-see'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-1438508575339751392</id><published>2007-12-18T20:08:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T20:51:14.518+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='posts by Rasha and Rida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hajj'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&apos;Eid'/><title type='text'>3 things you could do on 'Eid</title><content type='html'>1. Make lots and lots of duaaas (including some special ones for &lt;em&gt;some &lt;/em&gt;people in R family who have coughs &lt;a title="sneeze by drshadab, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/25823577@N00/1585206858/"&gt;&lt;img height="17" alt="sneeze" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2036/1585206858_ab39322f61_o.gif" width="25" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and colds and are recovering from surgery&lt;a title="ouch by drshadab, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/25823577@N00/1585206854/"&gt;&lt;img height="15" alt="ouch" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2172/1585206854_313ae05bb2_o.gif" width="15" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Go through &lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/religion/tools/quizzes/"&gt;the Hajj quiz and the other Islam quizzes (Levels 1 to 8) on the BBC Religion and Ethics website &lt;/a&gt;to see how much you really know about Islam and the Hajj.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/25823577@N00/303263761/" title="tawaafmaaz-nyc by drshadab, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/120/303263761_270a6da4c4_o.gif" width="180" height="138" alt="tawaafmaaz-nyc" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Read &lt;a href="http://www.bl.uk/onlinegallery/ttp/quran/accessible/pages1and2.html#content"&gt;Sultan Baybars' rare copy of the Qur'aan online&lt;/a&gt; using The British Library's amazing 'Turning the Pages' technology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has a blessed 'Eid and an accepted Hajj (all those who went), in shaa Allaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/25823577@N00/320389581/" title="rasha by drshadab, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/143/320389581_6d041cac6f_o.gif" width="210" height="70" alt="rasha" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/25823577@N00/320389582/" title="glitteryourway-3664a876 by drshadab, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/135/320389582_32d4b5a138_o.gif" width="172" height="66" alt="glitteryourway-3664a876" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-1438508575339751392?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/1438508575339751392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/1438508575339751392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#1438508575339751392' title='3 things you could do on &apos;Eid'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-5094341246970564375</id><published>2007-12-17T17:08:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T17:37:10.603+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminders'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='timeless words/wisdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hajj'/><title type='text'>Abdullaah bin Zubayr on the 8th of Thul-Hijjah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Abdullaah bin Zubayr, went out &lt;a href="http://www.qss.org/articles/hajjalb/rites.html"&gt;on the day of Tarwiyah (8th day of the month of Hajj) and made Talbiyyah in the best manner&lt;/a&gt;, then he praised and thanked Allaah and extolled Him, then he said:&lt;br /&gt;'' To proceed: You have come from many different directions in groups to Allaah, the All Mighty, the All-Powerful, and Allaah has made it incumbent upon Himself that He honours &lt;em&gt;His group&lt;/em&gt;; so whoever came to seek that which is with Allaah, if he asks Allaah, he will not be disappointed, so prove your words true by your actions, for the foundation of speech is action and the intention is the intention and the hearts are hearts, Allaah is Allaah during these days for they are the days during which sins are forgiven. You have come from many different directions, for a purpose other than trade or seeking the life of this world, hoping for what is here.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he performed the Talbiyyah and none could be seen who was not weeping profusely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(from:Child Companions of the Prophet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-5094341246970564375?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/5094341246970564375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/5094341246970564375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#5094341246970564375' title='Abdullaah bin Zubayr on the 8th of Thul-Hijjah'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-5164605589916676430</id><published>2007-12-11T15:23:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T15:39:25.197+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminders'/><title type='text'>the best days of the year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;The Best Days in the World&lt;br /&gt;Based on "Al-A`yaad fil Islaam" [by Muhammad. al-Jibaly]&lt;br /&gt;© QSS&lt;br /&gt;The Blessed Days of Dhul Hijjah&lt;br /&gt;In what follows, we will highlight some of the Sunnah regarding these days, hoping by this to provide an incentive to make the best out of them and gain Allaah’s reward, in shaa’ Allaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The First Ten Days of Dhul-Hijjah&lt;br /&gt;"The best days in the world are the Ten days." [Ibn Hibbaan, al-Bazzaar, authenticated in Saheeh Jaami` us-Sagheer #1133]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"There are no days during which good deeds are more beloved by Allaah than these (ten) days." &lt;/strong&gt;[al-Bukhaaree, at-Tirmidhee and others] The Prophet, sallallaahu `alayhi wa sallam, was then asked: "Not even Jihaad in Allaah’s way?" He replied: "Not even Jihaad in Allaah’s way; except for a person who went out (for Jihaad) with his self and wealth and came back with none (i.e. lost all for Allaah)." [at-Tirmidhee, authenticated in al-Albaanee’s Irwaa’ ul-Ghaleel, #953]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All good deeds can be done during these days and the early generations of Muslims used to exert themselves excessively in worshipping Allaah. In particular, fasting and dhikr (mentioning and remembering Allaah) are to be done in plenty on these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dhikr&lt;br /&gt;Ibn `Abbaas commented on the verse &lt;&lt;…and to mention Allaah’s name [plentifully] on Known days&gt;&gt; [22:28] by saying: &lt;…these known days are the ten days [of Dhul Hijjah].&gt; [Tafseer ibn Katheer]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fasting&lt;br /&gt;One of the wives of the Prophet, sallallaahu `alayhi wa sallam, said: "Allaah’s Messenger used to fast the (first) nine days of Dhul Hijjah, the day of `Ashooraa’, and three days of each month. [Saheeh Sunan Abee Daawood #2129]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fasting on all these days, however, is not a waajib (compulsory), nor is it a constant sunnah that the Messenger, sallallaahu `alayhi wa sallam, never dropped. `Aa’ishah said: "I never saw the Messenger, sallallaahu `alayhi wa sallam, fast the ten days." [Muslim]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Day of `Arafah - The Best Day of the Whole Year&lt;br /&gt;The day of `Arafah is the day when the pilgrims stand in worship on the Mountain of `Arafah.&lt;br /&gt;"Fasting the day of `Arafah expiates the [minor] sins of two years: a past one and a coming one. And fasting the day of `Aashooraa’ expiates the sins of the past year." [Muslim]&lt;br /&gt;"There is no day on which Allaah `azza wa jall frees people from the Fire as He does no the day of `Arafah. He comes close (to those standing on `Arafah) and then revels before His angels, saying: "What are these people seeking?" [Muslim]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Day of al-`Ad-haa&lt;br /&gt;The tenth of Dhul-Hijjah is `Eed ul- Ad-haa or the day of an-Nahr (slaughtering). It marks the conclusion of the major rites of Hajj, and commemorates Allaah’s bounty on His Messenger Ibraaheem, when He gave him a ram to sacrifice as ransom for his son Ismaa`eel, `alayhimassalaam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The day of al-Fitr [i.e. `Eed ul-Fitr], the day of an-Nahr, and the days of Tashreeq are `Eed days for us Muslims. They are days of eating and drinking." [Ahmad, an-Nasaa’ee, Saheeh ul-Jaami` #8192]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Three Days Following `Eed ul-`Ad-haa&lt;br /&gt;On these days, the pilgrims complete their rites, Muslims continue with their `Eed celebrations, and are prohibited to fast. "The days of tashreeq are days of eating, drinking and mentioning Allaah." [Muslim]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;Allaah `azza wa jall mentioned the sacrifice together with the first and foremost worship in Islaam: prayer. This is a clear indication of its great importance. Thus He ordered His Messenger, sallallaahu `alayhi wa sallam, to slaughter sacrifices by saying: &lt;&lt;…Pray unto your Lord and slaughter [your sacrifice]…" [109:2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruling&lt;br /&gt;The general concensus of the Muslim scholars is that the sacrifice is an important sunnah, and a worship called for in the Law of Allaah. However, they differ as to whether it is nafl (voluntary) or waajib (mandatory) for those who can afford it. Some scholars have explained the different ahaadeeth on the subject by stating that the sacrifice is obligatory on those who can afford it and not obligatory on those who cannot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abu Hurayrah reported that the Messenger, sallallaahu `alayhi wa sallam, said: "He who has the capacity, and does not sacrifice, may not approach our musallaa (place of prayer - on the `Eed)." [Ibn Maajah, Ahmad and others, authenticated by Al-Albaanee in Saheeh Sunan Ibn Maajah, #2533]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regarding this hadeeth, Imaam ash-Shaukaanee said: "Prohibiting the one who could afford to sacrifice, but did not do so, from approaching the musallaa indicates that he must have left off a waajib, as it becomes useless to offer the salaah without this waajib [obligation]." [Nayl ul-Awtaar]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avoid Cutting Hair or Nails&lt;br /&gt;The one who plans to sacrifice (normally, the head of household) is prohibited to cut his hair or nails from the first Dhul Hijjah until he offers the sacrifice. "For the one who has a slaughtering to perform (on `Eed then, once the hilaal (crescent) of Dhul Hijjah is observed, let him not cut any of his hair or nails until he sacrifices." And in another narration: "Once the ten days start, for those of you who havethe intention to sacrifice, let them not cut any of their hair or nails (until they sacrifice)." [Muslim] This prohibition is the opinion of the majority of the scholars of the early generations of Muslims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allaahu A`lam&lt;br /&gt;Our last call is all praise is to Allaah and may His salaah and salaam be upon our Prophet Muhammad and his family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-5164605589916676430?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/5164605589916676430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/5164605589916676430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#5164605589916676430' title='the best days of the year'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-8592605291566533289</id><published>2007-12-06T09:12:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T09:32:01.097+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fyi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='timeless words/wisdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun facts'/><title type='text'>oooooooold news!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Honey can quieten a child's cough better than any medicine, say researchers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;When it comes to helping a child fight off a cough, the centuries-old remedy of honey is still the best, researchers said yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;The natural sweetener is a traditional soother and remains better than costly over-the-counter medicines, they said.&lt;br /&gt;In a study, a dose before bedtime easily outperformed a cough suppressant widely used in commercial treatments.&lt;br /&gt;Honey was better at cutting the severity, frequency and disturbance from night-time coughs of those suffering upper respiratory infection.&lt;br /&gt;It also helped their sleep, suggesting that parents may be wasting their money on expensive alternatives sold in chemists and supermarkets.&lt;br /&gt;The study compared honey to dextromethorphan (DM), the active ingredient in many cough mixtures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;subhaanallaah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-8592605291566533289?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/8592605291566533289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/8592605291566533289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#8592605291566533289' title='oooooooold news!'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-5633194786672197962</id><published>2007-12-01T19:46:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T20:09:11.371+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking aloud'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wishful thinking'/><title type='text'>if there's one thing I could bring back from the big city..</title><content type='html'>..it'd be the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(we were by the corniche on the 14th of the month, in time to see the moon tempting the surging tide to soar higher and higher, almost unto itself. subhaanallaah.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the books.&lt;br /&gt;I spent so much time in bookstores breathing in the precious fragrance of paper and fresh ink, it reminded me of my childhood dream of growing up to be a librarian or a bookshop owner, just to be surrounded by the latest books and to be able to read them at leisure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after living so long in our small town, big cities seem strange, though.&lt;br /&gt;the people walk faster. and look/act so much "smarter".&lt;br /&gt;there are barely any ra'see abayas anymore.&lt;br /&gt;nobody raises an eyebrow when young girls traipse around in malls wearing painted-on abayas , side-partings showing from pushed-back shaylas, and pink nailpolish.&lt;br /&gt;people refuse you common courtesies (that you take for granted in small towns).&lt;br /&gt;nobody knows you and you don't know where you can find the nearest pharmacy that sells your baby's herbal tea.&lt;br /&gt;the city looks strange, even after you concede to yourself that you are looking at it through a stranger's eyes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-5633194786672197962?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/5633194786672197962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/5633194786672197962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#5633194786672197962' title='if there&apos;s one thing I could bring back from the big city..'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-8674573485954659997</id><published>2007-12-01T19:01:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T19:36:10.027+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filed under &apos;future&apos;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fyi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creative enterprises'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun facts'/><title type='text'>one dad's answer to "can I cook my sister" and other FAQs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Ever wondered the best way to answer the endless stream of questions that invariably come from children in the back of a car during long journeys? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Wendell Jamieson decided to tackle the problem by putting the most common queries to academic experts on a range of subjects, from mammalian evolution and medicine to ancient history and meteorology. Here are some of the most fascinating questions and answers from a new book he has compiled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How far up in the sky can a child's balloon go before it pops? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I'm assuming this is a typical rubber balloon, which can have a diameter of up to three feet and is filled with helium. It will expand in proportion to the decrease in atmospheric pressure and, in theory, could reach about 28,000 feet before the rubber gets brittle from the lower temperature and then pops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why do people "fall" in love? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;We don't really fall in love; we jump in love - we are at the mercy of our chemical make-up. Chemicals are released in our brain when we are drawn to someone. One of these, phenylethylamine, makes us feel very excited - everything seems wonderful. It's almost like flu: your face is flushed, your palms are sweaty, you breathe heavily, you even feel a slight tingle in the hands and feet.&lt;br /&gt;Generally, people are attracted to opposites of themselves - the organised person to the disorganised; the bookworm to the social butterfly.&lt;br /&gt;In the next stage of love, a hormone called oxytocin is released. This plays an important role throughout our lives: it is a "cuddle hormone" and acts as a kind of infatuation chemical. Childbirth and the noise of a baby crying also make it flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why do all animals have tails, except for humans, chimpanzees and gorillas? &lt;/strong&gt;It is not just humans, chimpanzees and gorillas that don't have tails. Other apes such as orang-utans, bonobos and gibbons do not have them either.&lt;br /&gt;Basically, tails are designed to provide balance for animals, particularly those that might live in trees. A tail counterbalances the weight of the head at the front of the body.&lt;br /&gt;As humans became more upright and some apes started to use arms for more than just walking, the need for a tail for balancing became smaller, so over time and through evolution, it faded out.&lt;br /&gt;However, we do have the remains of a tail - the bottom three or four vertebrae of the human spine are fused together to form the tailbone (coccyx).&lt;br /&gt;This still has a use, anchoring muscles such as the one of your bottom, and it still really hurts if you fall on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why did ancient Egyptians build pyramids? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why not giant rectangles or some other shape? &lt;/strong&gt;Egyptologists assume they represent primeval hills, the hills that on the day of creation rose out of the flood. This idea certainly comes from the natural state of Egypt in former times. the land was flooded by the Nile, and when the flood retreated, islands appeared which were considered to be symbols of the day of creation. So a pyramid could represent such a hill.&lt;br /&gt;But one could ask: why was it not just a rounded hill, why did it have edges leading to a top? Another idea is that kings used pyramids to climb up to their heaven.&lt;br /&gt;But these are all speculations. A final theory is that in the Egyptian city of Heliopolis (the centre of the sun cult in Egypt) there was a monument called a benben stone.&lt;br /&gt;It could be that this sacred stone had the shape of a pyramid, and that the people who built the pyramids were trying to recreate that, because the top piece of a pyramid is called a benben.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why is the sky blue? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;At first, people thought the sky was blue because there were water droplets in it, but if that were true you'd get a deeper blue when the air is more humid and that's not the case.&lt;br /&gt;After a little more investigation, it was realised that the blue was due to the air molecules in the atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;The light from the sun is made up of many different colours, each of which is a different wavelength of light. The wavelength of red, for example, is longer than the wavelength of blue.&lt;br /&gt;Longer wavelengths for the most part travel straight through air molecules, while shorter ones are more scattered by them.&lt;br /&gt;So when the blue wavelengths hit the air molecules, they are scattered all over the sky - and that's what you see when you look up.&lt;br /&gt;At sunset, when the sun is lower on the horizon, its light has to travel through many more air molecules than when it is right above us. All these molecules scatter the red wavelengths, too, and that's why the sun looks red at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In Antarctica, are people upside down? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Of course, when standing at the bottom of the Earth, you don't feel upside down. Your feet are on the ground and the sky is above you.&lt;br /&gt;But an astronaut in Outer Space may look down at you and notice that your head is pointing in the opposite direction to someone standing at the North Pole. (Incidentally, from the same view, someone in London may look somewhat sideways.)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to gravity, we're all grounded on the Earth with our heads towards the clouds, and we're all right- side up relative to our location. Life is all about perspectives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you don't hit anything with it, how does a whip make that noise? &lt;/strong&gt;That very satisfying "crack" is a miniature version of a sonic boom as the very tip of the whip - which is called the "cracker" (made out of a tuft of thread or string or nylon) - moves faster than the speed of sound and breaks the sound barrier.&lt;br /&gt;The speed of sound in air is 760mph. Only whips with crackers make that sound. The whip was probably the first manmade object to actually break the sound barrier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why does red mean stop? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;The 19th-century Scottish engineer Robert Stevenson, who was active in designing early lighthouses, looked for an alternative colour to white - most lighthouses had a white beacon - when he built a lighthouse near to one that already existed, because he was afraid ships wouldn't be able to tell which was which. Of the light sources and coloured glasses available at the time, he found that red was a particularly intense light, meaning it could be seen from the greatest distance.&lt;br /&gt;So in maritime signalling, red became an alternative to white, and was later adopted by the Admiralty in 1852 to mark the port-side on steam vessels. Green was adopted for the starboard-side, and vessels seeing the green light on other ships had the right&lt;br /&gt;When train tracks were developed, engineers adopted this system as meaning stop and go - and the same system continued with cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why do we have eyebrows? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;In his surprisingly weird book &lt;em&gt;The Expressions Of The Emotions In Man And Animals&lt;/em&gt;, Charles Darwin maintained that human eyebrows are descended from the vestigial remnants of the scattering of long hairs one finds in the very same place on other mammals, including chimps and dogs.&lt;br /&gt;But why were eyebrows preserved, while most of the rest of our hair was lost?&lt;br /&gt;In accordance with Darwin's views on sex selection, he believed that those human hairs which remain are those which are attractive to the opposite sex.&lt;br /&gt;However, another suggestion is that they're important for forming facial expressions that are more easily recognised by other individuals in one's social group.&lt;br /&gt;They also serve the practical purpose of stopping sweat and rain running down your forehead into your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why do clouds make shapes? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Meteorologists divide the infinite varieties of cloud formation into ten basic types. Not all of them make shapes - some are just too blurry and indistinct to have any clear edges to them. But the most distinct are the sharp-edged "cumulus" clouds, which are the fluffy cottonwool tufts you see on a sunny day. They often look like elephants. This is because they can develop vertical towers, borne on rising columns of air (thermals).&lt;br /&gt;After about ten minutes, the cloud's droplets start to evaporate at the sides, leaving a central trunk that curls upwards as it is blown along in the wind and looks like the trunk of an elephant.&lt;br /&gt;This might be why ancient Hindus and Buddhists believed elephants to be the spiritual cousins of clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why do you never see baby pigeons? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Because they can't fly. You'll never see them unless you look into a nest, which pigeons build hidden away from predators such as cats, dogs, hawks and people. The squabs (chicks) will be there three to four weeks before they can fly. You probably do see young birds, you just don't realise it because young birds are the same size as adult birds. If you see one out there chasing other pigeons around, it is probably a baby begging its parents to feed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do unborn babies know they're in there? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Thankfully, no - if you knew you were in there, it would be kind of scary for nine months.&lt;br /&gt;The foetus is growing, of course, but the frontal lobe of our brain - which gives us emotion and self-recognition - develops very slowly.&lt;br /&gt;Even until adulthood, the frontal lobe isn't fully developed: that's partly why we sometimes see bad judgment in teenagers.&lt;br /&gt;Foetuses do all sorts of exploring behaviour in the womb. They run their hands along the inside of the womb, they feel their own feet and their faces, and they put their hands in their mouths.&lt;br /&gt;Studies have also shown that a newborn infant will recognise its mother's voice compared to a stranger's voice and will also recognise its native language versus a foreign one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How many hairs do I have on my head? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;The average adult has about 100,000 hairs or follicles - and children have the same amount. Redheads have fewer because their individual strands are thicker. It's extremely rare for children to lose their hair. Usually it will happen in their 20s, 30s or 40s, depending on their genetic code. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why do your hands and feet go wrinkly in the bath, but not the rest of you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;The outer layer of your skin, the epidermis, produces an oily substance called sebum - you can see it when you touch a mirror or a window; it's the oil you leave there.&lt;br /&gt;Sebum keeps water off your skin, but after a long period underwater, the sebum is washed off and the skin starts to absorb water.&lt;br /&gt;When you are immersed for a long time, dead cells in the outermost layer of your skin (which protects the body from the environment) absorb the water. This causes this layer to expand and therefore have a greater surface area. Being attached to the tissue below, it wrinkles to compensate for the greater surface area.&lt;br /&gt;This outer skin layer is thicker on the palms of your hands and on the soles of your feet than on the other parts of your body, so absorbs more water here, making the wrinkling more noticeable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Father-Knows-Less-Baffling-Questions/dp/0399154426"&gt;Extracted from &lt;em&gt;Father Knows Less &lt;/em&gt;by Wendell Jamieson&lt;/a&gt;, published by Putnam at £9.99. Copywright 2007, Wendell Jamieson.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-8674573485954659997?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/8674573485954659997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/8674573485954659997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#8674573485954659997' title='one dad&apos;s answer to &quot;can I cook my sister&quot; and other FAQs'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-8182430152167224277</id><published>2007-11-30T16:46:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T17:04:14.671+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloggers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recommendations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muslim kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fyi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creative enterprises'/><title type='text'>good stuff: the week of young people's blogs</title><content type='html'>interesting :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"For over eight years, the City Circle has been running a supplementary school that offers academic support to students between the ages of 8 and 18. The school is run by volunteers and serves around 110 students. CC Saturday School enjoys a great reputation and fantastic feedback. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Inspired by the movie Freedom Writers, we decided to give our students the chance to share their views on the CC blogs. The students were given the freedom to write about whatever they want and that the good pieces would be published unedited. To encourage the students, we promised prizes to the best six stories. Over this week, the CC blogs belongs to the young ones, the innocent, those with no political agendas. Some bits will make you laugh, other make you shed a tear, some are entertaining, others thoughtful. Above all, we cannot ignore them. They are the future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;To find out more about the school please visit the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thecitycircle.com/projectschool.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;school's page&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sid Djerfi is Head teacher of the City Circle Saturday School.&lt;/em&gt;''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Read the 'Pick of the Blogs' &lt;a href="http://www.thecitycircle.com/blog.php"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-8182430152167224277?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/8182430152167224277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/8182430152167224277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#8182430152167224277' title='good stuff: the week of young people&apos;s blogs'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-6254745332822460769</id><published>2007-11-22T09:39:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T09:47:33.597+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recommendations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fyi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':)'/><title type='text'>consolation in a cat</title><content type='html'>ever seen a bald cat?&lt;a title="24_shocked by drshadab, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/25823577@N00/1585127936/"&gt;&lt;img height="15" alt="24_shocked" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2001/1585127936_fce55f84af_o.gif" width="15" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's hope for mums who are in their post-partum 'shedding' phase...or so the good doctors say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;"The most common cause of hair loss in women is a shift in the growth cycle," says Rebecca Caserio, M.D., clinical associate professor of dermatology at the University of Pittsburgh. In other words, at any given time, some of your hair is growing and some of it is done growing. Most hairs have a life expectancy of three to six years, even if you get a haircut--or several--in the meantime. These hairs go into a resting stage for three months and fall out, and then new hairs are produced from the same roots.&lt;br /&gt;NO BALD CATS&lt;br /&gt;In other words, a certain amount of hair loss is normal. Think about it: Your cat probably sheds hundreds of hairs a day without going bald.&lt;br /&gt;"We normally shed somewhere between 50 and 100 hairs every day," says Dr. Caserio. "But there are a whole host of life events--namely, hormone shifts from birth control pills, pregnancy and menopause--that affect growing conditions, so that we can sometimes lose hundreds of hairs a day." Rapid weight loss, severe dandruff, iron deficiency and a low protein intake can also speed up the normal rate of hair loss by forcing hairs into a rooting stage. A serious illness or a physical stress, such as childbirth, can trigger dramatic (but temporary) hair loss of up to 50 percent, but this only occurs in extreme circumstances, says Dr. Caserio."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;The treatment?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;"If your doctor has ruled out medical causes for accelerated hair loss, women doctors say that there's plenty you can do to hang on to what hair you have and encourage healthy regrowth. Their advice will be of special help to women who experience hair loss after childbirth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be gentle. &lt;/strong&gt;Treat your hair like a baby's, says Dr. Bihova. Use baby shampoo and shampoo no more than once a day. Lather up only once when you do and rub your scalp gently. Then spritz your hair with a detangling conditioner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Air-dry your hair. &lt;/strong&gt;Avoid drying vigorously with a towel, says Dr. Bihova. Also, if you must use a blow-dryer, keep it on a low setting.&lt;br /&gt;Style when dry. Grooming wet hair can cause it to stretch and break, says Dr. Bihova. So don't comb or brush your hair until it's dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Switch shampoos with the season. &lt;/strong&gt;Change your brand of shampoo at the beginning of every new season--summer, winter, spring and fall, suggests Dr. Bihova. In her experience, it seems to prevent some shedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't tease. &lt;/strong&gt;Even women who aren't losing their hair should avoid teasing or back-combing, says Yohini Appa, Ph.D., director of product efficacy at the Neutrogena Corporation in Los Angeles. "It is one of the worst things that you can do to your hair." Teasing breaks the hair and contributes to the appearance of hair loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Perm and color carefully. &lt;/strong&gt;When perming and coloring your hair, follow product instructions carefully, says Elizabeth Whitmore, M.D., assistant professor of dermatology at Johns Hopkins University School of Medicine in Baltimore. Neither perms nor color causes hair to fall out, she adds. But both, when done incorrectly, do cause hair to break. And when the break is very close to the scalp, it can make you look as though hair has fallen out.&lt;br /&gt;NUTRITIONAL HELP&lt;br /&gt;So much for treating hair loss externally. To address possible internal causes, try these strategies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Get adequate protein&lt;/strong&gt;. Eat a couple of three- to four-ounce servings of fish, chicken or other lean sources of protein every day, even if you're dieting, says Dr. Whitmore. Protein is needed by every cell in your body, including the cells that make the hair. Without adequate protein, the cells in your body don't work efficiently and can't make new hair to replace old hair that's been shed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maintain iron levels. &lt;/strong&gt;Since iron-deficiency anemia can also cause hair loss, make sure that you eat a well-balanced diet that includes a daily serving or two of iron-rich foods, says Dr. Whitmore. Good sources of iron include lean red meat, steamed clams, cream of wheat, dried fruit, soybeans, tofu and broccoli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take vitamin B6. &lt;/strong&gt;"I have no idea why it works, but 100 milligrams a day of vitamin B6 seems to decrease hair-shedding in some people," says Dr. Caserio. Just don't take any more than that without consulting a doctor, she cautions. Larger amounts can be toxic, especially over a prolonged time."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;from: &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Doctors-Book-Home-Remedies-Techniques/dp/0553291564"&gt;The Doctors Book of Home Remedies for Women&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-6254745332822460769?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/6254745332822460769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/6254745332822460769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#6254745332822460769' title='consolation in a cat'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-355627272696846942</id><published>2007-11-22T05:18:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T08:53:47.000+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='posts for posterity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parental plugs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='must-read'/><title type='text'>junioRs: aww inspiring,eww inducing</title><content type='html'>must-read: &lt;a href="http://sisters-in-faith.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rasha on her pesky little brothers and other junioRs &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quite liked this poem by a youngster called &lt;a href="http://www.poems-and-quotes.com/author.html?id=200077"&gt;Kaitlyn (age 14) over at poems-and-quotes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My little brothers quite the rascal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Who runs around all day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Who demands things upon things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And always gets his way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He jumps up on the tables&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And screams with all his might&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He'll pull and twist my hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Or try to start a fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He'll throw around his toys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He'll throw around his food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Or he might hand them to you politely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just depending on his mood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He'll talk to you for ages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;About things you never knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Things that dearly bore you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But what's a boy to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But over all this time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've finally come to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love my little brother for who he is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I should just let him be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of 'family' poems, I liked Kamala Das (who incidentally is reported to have become Muslim lately). These are only excerpts which I found online, the complete poems -- especially her 'childhood' collections (that I read when I was in school) -- are poignant reads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Punishment in kindergarten&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today the world is a little more my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No need to remember the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A blue frocked women caused,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;throwingWords at me like pots and pans ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to drainThat honey-coloured day of peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"why don't you join the others,what a peculiar child you are?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On the lawn ,in clusters ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sat my schoolmates sippingSugarcane,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;they turned and laughed;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Childrens are funny things, they laugh in mirth at others' tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I buried my face in the sun-warmed hedge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And smelt the flowers and the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The words are muffled now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the laughingfaces only a blur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The years haveSped along ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;stopping brieflyAt beloved halts &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and movingSadly on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My mind has found an adult peace .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No need to remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That picnic day when I lay hidden by the hedge,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;watching the steel white sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Standing lonely in the sky. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;em&gt;'An introduction'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'...&lt;em&gt;be girl, be wife, they said. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Be embroiderer, be cook,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Be a quarreler with servants. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fit in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh Belong, cried the categorizers…..’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-355627272696846942?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/355627272696846942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/355627272696846942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#355627272696846942' title='junioRs: aww inspiring,eww inducing'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-9114677752071609332</id><published>2007-11-20T08:52:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T08:57:09.948+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='notes to self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking aloud'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='posts for posterity'/><title type='text'>5 things I'd tell my kids about 'How to Win Friends and Get Along With People'</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;When I was growing up, my parents and sometimes other elders would advise me (no, &lt;em&gt;naseeha &lt;/em&gt;wasn't a bad word back then) about life in general and about people in specific, and how to deal with them. Think of it as a rudimentary People Skills 101 initiation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was usually when I was going overboard with a new *friend*, making completely inappropriate new acquaintances, spending too much time with other people unsuitable for company...etc. etc. etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was on the receiving end of all that &lt;em&gt;naseeha, &lt;/em&gt;I'd usually think (I was &lt;em&gt;much &lt;/em&gt;too polite to say it out loud to an elder's face): &lt;em&gt;It isn't necessary that what you've seen/known of people is an absolute truth, there are different kinds of people and perhaps the people you've known/seen/had bad experiences with are different from the one's I'm dealing with.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, in retrospect, I'm awestruck at how spot-on all that advice was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children need an elder's perspective on people...they know too little of life to get by on their own.&lt;br /&gt;So, I was thinking, if I had to tell my own children a couple of golden People Skill Rules, what would I say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;إِن يَنصُرْكُمُ اللّهُ فَلاَ غَالِبَ لَكُمْ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;وَإِن يَخْذُلْكُمْ فَمَن ذَا الَّذِي يَنصُرُكُم مِّن بَعْدِهِ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;وَعَلَى اللّهِ فَلْيَتَوَكَّلِ الْمُؤْمِنُونَ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Allaah helps you, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;none&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;can overcome you;&lt;br /&gt;and if He forsakes you, who is there after Him that can help you?&lt;br /&gt;And in Allaah (Alone) let believers put their trust.&lt;br /&gt;[Qur'aan 3:160]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There...you can chuck social *networking* and all the pseudo airkissing routine along with sucking up to *important* people right out of the window...sure, be nice, polite, respectful, considerate in the Sunnah of the Prophet صلىالله عليه وسلم in all &lt;em&gt;sincerity&lt;/em&gt;, but &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;never &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;as in N.E.V.E.R think that people can be of benefit/harm in a worldly/otherworldly sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;em&gt;only &lt;/em&gt;Allaah and Him &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Alone &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;who holds the keys of all the good/bad that can befall you and in Him Alone put your trust, and Him Alone ask for help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;PS:I can't stress this enough, hence the red bolded font, &lt;em&gt;fahimt&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love for others what you love for yourself&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Prophet صلىالله عليه وسلم said: &lt;em&gt;"laa yu'minu ahadakum hattaa yuhibbu li akheeh ma yuhibbu li nafsih."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anas, may Allaah be pleased with him, &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;relates that the Prophet صلىالله عليه وسلمsaid: “None of you truly believes until he loves for his brother what he loves for himself.” [Sahîh al-Bukhârî and Sahîh Muslim]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a really deep hadeeth which has &lt;a href="http://www.islamtoday.net/english/showme2.cfm?cat_id=31&amp;amp;sub_cat_id=672"&gt;endless scope for reflection if you think about it&lt;/a&gt;. Here the Prophet صلىالله عليه وسلم linked &lt;em&gt;faith&lt;/em&gt; itself to one's reciprocal treatment of others.&lt;br /&gt;If you don't like to be treated badly, don't treat others badly, because &lt;em&gt;if you do, &lt;/em&gt;you are actually violating your faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I think about this hadeeth, the more I feel humbled and awed by Rasoolullaah's &lt;em&gt;hikmah &lt;/em&gt;and the unsurpassed gift he, صلىالله عليه وسلم had, of speaking &lt;em&gt;volumes &lt;/em&gt;within the space of a few words...subhaanallaah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love Allaah and His Messengerصلىالله عليه وسلم, and you will be granted the gift of the love of his creatures (whose love brings benefit near Allaah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Narrated Abu Hurairah, may Allaah be pleased with him:&lt;br /&gt;The Prophetصلىالله عليه وسلم said: &lt;em&gt;"If Allaah loves a person, He calls Gabriel saying, 'Allaah loves so and-so; O Gabriel! Love him.' Gabriel would love him and make an announcement amongst the inhabitants of Heaven. 'Allaah loves so-and-so, therefore you should love him also,' and so all the inhabitants of Heaven would love him, and then he is granted the love of the people on the earth and is regarded well by them." &lt;/em&gt;[Sahih Al-Bukhari]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go...you don't have to be a people-pleaser, because as my pet paraphrase goes:&lt;br /&gt;You can please &lt;em&gt;some &lt;/em&gt;of the people &lt;em&gt;all &lt;/em&gt;the time,&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;em&gt;all &lt;/em&gt;the people &lt;em&gt;some &lt;/em&gt;of the time,&lt;br /&gt;but it's IMPOSSIBLE (not to mention exhausting and self-defeating) to try and please &lt;em&gt;all &lt;/em&gt;the people &lt;em&gt;all &lt;/em&gt;the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your best bet is to try and please Allaah in all that you do, and the rest will follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;People are &lt;em&gt;Rizq &lt;/em&gt;from Allaah and part of your &lt;em&gt;Qadr&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I honestly believe that all the people that we meet/interact with in our lifetime ...right from the parents whose homes we are born into to the spouses we "choose" or the friendships we "make" are part of Allaah's portion of sustenance for us; we have been &lt;em&gt;decreed &lt;/em&gt;to know them and have them enter our lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Alhamdulillaah, there's something beneficial to learn from all your interactions with people...even the good, bad and indifferent people. Look at these interactions as Allaah's way of teaching you lessons in life and living and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;always keep learning and praying to Allaah to grant you the best &lt;em&gt;rizq &lt;/em&gt;in this world and the next.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You won't always get along with people.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This is the toughest, most terrible truth and it might seem incomprehensible to you when you're young. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;As you grow older, you'll find your life littered with 'had-beens', 'could've beens', 'should've beens'. Believe me, in spite of trying your best, there &lt;em&gt;will &lt;/em&gt;be friendships that fall apart, relationships that change over time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The one thing that you can and &lt;em&gt;should&lt;/em&gt; do is to pray:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;رَبَّنَا اغْفِرْ لَنَا وَلِإِخْوَانِنَا الَّذِينَ سَبَقُونَا بِالْإِيمَانِ&lt;br /&gt;وَلَا تَجْعَلْ فِي قُلُوبِنَا غِلًّا لِّلَّذِينَ آمَنُوا&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;رَبَّنَا إِنَّكَ رَؤُوفٌ رَّحِيمٌ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Our Lord! Forgive us and our brethren who have preceded us in Faith,&lt;br /&gt;And put not in our hearts any ill-feeling/hatred against those who have believed.&lt;br /&gt;Our Lord! You are indeed full of kindness, Most Merciful."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May Allaah make you and me safe from the &lt;em&gt;sharr &lt;/em&gt;of our own souls and from the &lt;em&gt;sharr &lt;/em&gt;of the people and Jinns; and make us among the people of Jannah, whose hearts will be cleansed of all ill-feeling towards other people... who will be seated facing each other in gardens underneath which rivers flow, in the best and most blessed companionship, faces beaming at attaining the ultimate and everlasting happiness.&lt;br /&gt;Aameen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-9114677752071609332?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/9114677752071609332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/9114677752071609332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#9114677752071609332' title='5 things I&apos;d tell my kids about &apos;How to Win Friends and Get Along With People&apos;'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-7034131260375337541</id><published>2007-11-16T07:31:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T09:40:00.913+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminders'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='posts by Rasha and Rida'/><title type='text'>the best day of the week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;The Prophetصلىالله عليه وسلم  said: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The best day during which the sun has risen is Friday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.''&lt;/span&gt; (Hadeeth reported by Imaam Muslim, Abu Daa'wood, an-Nasai, At-Tirmithi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Things to do on Friday:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Go for Friday prayer&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"O’ you who believe! When the call is proclaimed to Prayer on Friday hasten earnestly to the remembrance of Allah, and leave off business. That is best for you if you but knew." (Soorah Al-Jumu'ah:9)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Do Ghusl and use perfume, go early for Friday prayer: &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"Every Muslim is obligated to wash on Fridays and wear his best cloth. Also, he should use perfume if he has any." (Hadeeth Sahih Al-Bukhaari and Muslim)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Increase supplications &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;since there is a period during Jumu'ah when duaas are answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Send salutations upon the Prophet&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like &lt;a href="http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/2007/03/friday-reminder.html"&gt;our shaykh says&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;صلوا وسلموا على من دلكم على الله فعرفتموه&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;صلوا وسلموا على من دلكم على المسجد بيت الله فدخلتموه&lt;br /&gt;صلوا وسلموا على من دلكم على الصراط المستقيم فسلكتموه&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;من صلى عليه صلاة واحدة صلى الله عليه بها عشرا،&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ومن صلى عليه عشراصلى الله عليه بهامئة&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ومن صلى عليه مئة صلى الله عليه بها ألف&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;، &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ومن زاد زاده الله من فضله&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;إِنَّ اللَّهَ وَمَلَائِكَتَهُ يُصَلُّونَ عَلَى النَّبِيِّ يَا أَيُّهَا&lt;br /&gt;الَّذِينَ آمَنُوا صَلُّوا عَلَيْهِ وَسَلِّمُوا تَسْلِيماً&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Indeed Allaah and His Angels send salutations upon the Prophet...&lt;br /&gt;O you who believe, send blessings and salutations of peace upon him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read Soorah Al-Kahf: &lt;/strong&gt;"Who ever recites Surah Al-Kahf on Friday, Allaah will give him a light to the next Friday."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-7034131260375337541?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/7034131260375337541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/7034131260375337541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#7034131260375337541' title='the best day of the week'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-2966358012405545556</id><published>2007-11-15T14:24:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T15:36:45.858+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muslim kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminders'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='milk of human kindness'/><title type='text'>...'ala aalihi wa sahbihi ajma'een</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Muslims begin any public speech/talk/sermon by sending &lt;em&gt;salawaat &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;salaam &lt;/em&gt;(salutations of peace and blessings) upon the Prophet صلىالله عليه وسلمand his family and his companions, and those who follow them in &lt;em&gt;ihsaan &lt;/em&gt;(excellence) until the Day of Judgment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I've always been envious (in a wistful, non-negative kind of way) about the immediate family and companions of the Prophet صلىالله عليه وسلم and how fortunate they were to have been blessed by his presence among them; how they were the recipients of his affection and friendship and care and kindness...subhaanallaah...what an &lt;em&gt;enormous &lt;/em&gt;blessing! From the way they supported and obeyed him صلىالله عليه وسلم , it's clear that they were &lt;u&gt;chosen &lt;/u&gt;by Allaah to be his family and companions, just as he,صلىالله عليه وسلم, was chosen to be a Messenger for all of mankind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I love reading the biographies of that blessed group of people, especially of the members of his family who are not so well known. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was reading about &lt;strong&gt;'Abdullaah bin Ja'far&lt;/strong&gt;, in 'Child Companions of the Prophet' -- the first child who was born among the group of Muslims who emigrated to Abyssinia when the persecution of Muslims had become intolerable in Makkah. He was the son of the Prophet's cousin Ja'far bin Abi Taalib and Asma' bint 'Umays, may Allaah be pleased with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;''It is reported by Abu Daa'wood in his collection of ahadeeth (Prophetic narrations): &lt;em&gt;'When Ja'far bin Abi Taalib was martyred in battle, the Prophet صلىالله عليه وسلم visited his family and said: '' O Asma, where are the sons of Ja'far?''&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;When they were brought before him, he صلىالله عليه وسلم hugged them and smelt them and his eyes welled up with tears and he wept.''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;'Abdullaah bin Ja'far himself reported: '' I recall when the Messenger of Allaah صلىالله عليه وسلم&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;came to my mother and brought her the news of my father's death, and I remember he was stroking my head and that of my brother, and his eyes were pouring with tears until they dripped onto his beard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Then he صلىالله عليه وسلم prayed: &lt;em&gt;''O Allaah! Indeed Ja'far has been given the best of rewards, so bless his children with a better recompense than that with which You have blessed any of your slaves.'' &lt;/em&gt;(Reported by Ibn Sa'd in &lt;em&gt;At-Tabaqaat&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;On the day his father died, the Prophet صلىالله عليه وسلم kept 'Abdullaah bin Ja'far with him and made him sit on the bottom step of the pulpit which he ascended to inform people of Ja'far's death. He صلىالله عليه وسلم took him and his brother to his house and they ate lunch with him (sifted barley, cooked and seasoned with oil and pepper). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;'Abdullaah bin Ja'far also said: Whenever the Messenger of Allaahصلىالله عليه وسلم returned from a journey, the children of his household would greet him. He once returned from a journey and I was brought to him first and he carried me in front of him, and then one of Fatimah's two sons was brought (either Hasan or Husayn) and he seated him behind me and we entered Al-Madeenah, three of us riding on one beast.'' (Reported by Imaam Ahmad and Muslim)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;'Abdullaah bin Ja'far also narrated: ''The Messenger of Allaah came when I was bargaining over the sale of a sheep for my brother and he صلىالله عليه وسلم said:&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;''O Allaah! Bless his dealings.'' &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;And I never bought or sold anything, except that it was blesssed for me.''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Once, he accepted some land from 'Abdullaah bin Az-Zubayr which was harsh and salty in lieu of a debt that was owed to him by Az-Zubayr bin Awwaam. He offered two units of prayer in it and supplicated Allaah and the land became prosperous and well-irrigated. (An abbreviated version of a narration in &lt;em&gt;Asad-ul-Ghaabah, vol. 3)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;'Abdullaah bin Ja'far was so generous that he was called the Sea of Generosity, just like his father Ja'far bin Abi Taalib was called &lt;em&gt;Abu-l Masaakeen &lt;/em&gt;(father of the poor). Once, when he was rebuked for being ''too generous'', he replied; ''Indeed, Allaah has made me accustomed (to receiving bounty from Him), and I have made the people accustomed (to receiving charity from me). I am afraid that if I cut it off, it (Allaah's blessings) will be cut off from me.'' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-2966358012405545556?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/2966358012405545556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/2966358012405545556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#2966358012405545556' title='...&apos;ala aalihi wa sahbihi ajma&apos;een'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-8435201737031593952</id><published>2007-11-10T23:43:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T00:00:03.714+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloggers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recommendations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='timeless words/wisdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cerebral reads :)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='must-read'/><title type='text'>walking the tightrope on a keyboard</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This one's an absolute MUST as in M.U.S.T read: &lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/commentisfree/story/0,,2208777,00.html"&gt;Marina Hyde on treading the thin line between being an 'escribitionist' and an 'exhibitionist' on the internet, in The Guardian.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;excerpts:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;"'Do you really keep a diary?" a besotted Algernon asks of Cecily in The Importance of Being Earnest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;"I'd give anything to look at it. May I?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Oh no," replies Cecily with princessy disdain. "You see, it is simply a very young girl's record of her own thoughts and impressions, and consequently meant for publication. When it appears in volume form, I hope you will order a copy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wilde's jokes are so faultlessly crafted that they tend to retain their bite even a hundred years later, but the latter does lose something of its surreal edge when considered against the news that today there are four million bloggers at work in the UK alone. Four million! It feels like the magic number at which the inner monologue could be officially classified as endangered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;These days, if it's in our heads, out it comes, edited to varying degrees into words and pictures, and presented to a real or imagined audience. Self-important? Perhaps. Often tedious? Certainly. But that doesn't matter as much as people make out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Even if there weren't the vaguest of ironies in newspaper columnists wondering why people feel the need to share their views on life with anyone, it does seem time to move beyond the sneering accusations of Pooterism that traditionally form the basis of mainstream media attacks on self-published alternatives. If all we had to worry about in this brave new world was preposterous self-regard comingled with a comic lack of self-awareness, then it might be an idyll indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Far more intriguing, and progressively alarming, is the degree to which we have embraced the new exhibitionism. An early term for bloggers - back when it was a frightfully niche pursuit and the internet was all fields and so on - was "escribitionists", and though the word was never what you'd call common parlance, what it stood for has become common practice as personal sites and social networking communities have exploded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;How odd, I found myself thinking recently, that in an age when we seem more and more concerned with encroachments on privacy, we are so increasingly keen to invade our own. My mistake, of course, was to assume there is a "we" at all. According to those who understand far more about communications psychology than I do, the great generational dividing line has been drawn. And broadly speaking, if you're under 30, your private self and public self are interdependent in previously unthinkable ways. Time and again, in surveys of what young people want from their online experiences, keeping socially connected is ranked way above privacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;[...]But the view that this is a cultural shift with which we must all make our peace is wrong. Naive and cavalier is a dangerous combination, and a disdain for their own privacy will leave young people immensely exposed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Consider the case of the 23-year-old Muslim woman who was found guilty this week under new anti-terror laws. Samina Malik worked for WH Smith at Heathrow, but was given to writing poetry about beheading non-believers and martyrdom and suchlike. Not long after she had begun visiting chatrooms, calling herself the "lyrical terrorist" - she thought the name "cool" - the knock at the door came. Examination of her computer revealed she had downloaded, inter alia, something called "How to win in hand-to-hand combat". She lives in Southall, awaits sentencing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;When we live in a society where reactionary bedroom poets are found guilty under terrorism laws, it makes you wonder whether their rather more seasoned and significantly more brilliant predecessors such as Swift wouldn't, in a similar climate, have realised the folly of bunging their every move on Facebook, and made alternative arrangements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;The world may be shifting, but we must attempt to encourage in young people an understanding of the value of privacy, and a sense of the very real dangers that might attend them should they discard it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-8435201737031593952?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/8435201737031593952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/8435201737031593952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#8435201737031593952' title='walking the tightrope on a keyboard'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-5095888572011052675</id><published>2007-11-10T17:21:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T00:06:36.392+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what on earth is the world coming to?'/><title type='text'>w00t:404 no more!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;for someone who's constantly reading so much of (and on) popular culture in the media, I've always wondered how the meanings of some newfangled words have eluded me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Like w00t. I mean I knew it had something to do with crowing over one's own abilities/accomplishments, but who knew this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Definition of woot (wüt):&lt;br /&gt;1. (interj.) Celebratory exclamation used especially in online role-playing games.&lt;br /&gt;Origins: From whoot or hoot, a howl or other such sound. In humans, an expression of gratitude while, in animals, it is a form of communication.&lt;br /&gt;Example: Woot! I gained a level!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2. (acro.) We Owned Other Team. Alternatively spelled w00t or w007.&lt;br /&gt;Origins: Initially used by gamers to express victory via landslide, now its meaning has been generalized to express accomplishment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I got this particular gem from &lt;a href="http://www.unwords.com/topic/2/0.html"&gt;unwords.com&lt;/a&gt;, a website dedicated to "changing the English language one word at a time." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The website is also the destination of choice &lt;a href="http://www.unwords.com/unword/404.html"&gt;if you're a 404&lt;/a&gt; on the meanings of other 21st century colloquialisms like 'boondongle', 'clicklexia', 'compulsive away disorder' or can't make out a word when others &lt;a href="http://www.unwords.com/unword/disemvowel.html"&gt;'disemvowel' &lt;/a&gt;the contents of their brains on a computer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;fascinating, I tell you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-5095888572011052675?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/5095888572011052675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/5095888572011052675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#5095888572011052675' title='w00t:404 no more!'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-2303221443734296106</id><published>2007-11-04T05:07:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T08:58:43.845+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloggers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aww maa shaa Allaah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parental plugs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creative enterprises'/><title type='text'>parental plug: smell the roses</title><content type='html'>if you want to see the impossible -- spring in winter, blooming pink roses &lt;em&gt;et al, &lt;/em&gt;check out the &lt;a href="http://sisters-in-faith.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sisters-in-Faith blog's newest makeover. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One can almost smell the roses, &lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/25823577@N00/1849232895/"&gt;&lt;img height="46" alt="mashaAllah" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2106/1849232895_2051be1fe8_o.gif" width="50" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-2303221443734296106?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/2303221443734296106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/2303221443734296106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#2303221443734296106' title='parental plug: smell the roses'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-2875370818109627237</id><published>2007-11-02T16:47:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T05:26:53.169+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday khutbahs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminders'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='timeless words/wisdom'/><title type='text'>don't be the devil's balloon!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/25823577@N00/1827396830/"&gt;&lt;img height="71" alt="CoolClips_wb024480" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2119/1827396830_867c2ab8f2_o.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from: a very interesting &lt;em&gt;muhaadharah &lt;/em&gt;(lecture) I heard by Sh. Sa'eed bin Misfar Al-Qahtani.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lecture was about the different ways Shaytaan and his tribe, the shayateen from among the Jinns and Humans try to get unsuspecting people to deviate from the way of Allaah, as-Siraatal-Mustaqeem, the Straight Way...and how to seek protection from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Shaykh enumerated upto 15 ways that Shaytaan &amp;amp; Co. attack the human psyche and soul...and one of the ways he mentioned was by way of a person's &lt;em&gt;hawa.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hawa &lt;/em&gt;consists of a person's inclinations ...their hobbies (called &lt;em&gt;Hiwaayah &lt;/em&gt;in Arabic)pursuits/interests.&lt;br /&gt;He said that usually, these hobbies/interests take one away from Allaah and His remembrance unless one tries to align them &lt;em&gt;on purpose &lt;/em&gt;with Allaah's commands by means of &lt;em&gt;mujahada &lt;/em&gt;(striving within one's soul).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another very interesting thing he mentioned was that the Prophet صلىالله عليه وسلم  used to seek protection from Shaytaan, from &lt;em&gt;"hamazatihi, wa nafkhihi, wa nafthihi" (from his touch, his breath and his exhalation). &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the &lt;em&gt;nafkh (blowing) &lt;/em&gt;of Shaytaan?&lt;br /&gt;It is the feeling of false pride/haughtiness/arrogance by which he puffs up people into believing that they are better than what they really are.&lt;br /&gt;He said the &lt;em&gt;man-fookh, &lt;/em&gt;the thing/person who is puffed up with pride, is for all practical purposes like Shaytaan's balloon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Actually, the balloon in itself is a small thing, but once it has been blown into, it assumes huge proportions, which in reality is nothing but air...something without any substance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really liked the lecture because the Shaykh had an infectious air of sincerity about his words and a wonderful sense of humour...it was obvious that he was enjoying the lecture as much as the people who were listening to him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-2875370818109627237?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/2875370818109627237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/2875370818109627237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#2875370818109627237' title='don&apos;t be the devil&apos;s balloon!'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-6201472502993442937</id><published>2007-10-31T21:11:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T21:16:14.328+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='us and them'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fyi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='here and there'/><title type='text'>How to deal with Halloween</title><content type='html'>alhamdulillaah, we don't have to deal with Halloween &lt;em&gt;at all, &lt;/em&gt;but there are Muslim parents and kids out there for whom it &lt;em&gt;is &lt;/em&gt;a concern, so I thought we'd share this article (if you haven't seen it already) : &lt;a href="http://soundvision.com/Info/misc/hollo/13tips.asp"&gt;Dealing with Halloween: 13 Tips for Parents&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-6201472502993442937?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/6201472502993442937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/6201472502993442937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#6201472502993442937' title='How to deal with Halloween'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-8336269762808515467</id><published>2007-10-20T11:04:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T11:17:40.601+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recommendations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='must-read'/><title type='text'>Parents Wake Up!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.suhaibwebb.com/blog/2007/10/16/parents-wake-up-sr-maryam/"&gt;Sr. Maryam has a heartfelt post up on Imaam Suhaib Webb's blog called 'Parents: Wake Up!!"&lt;/a&gt; which captures the exasperation/frustration I'm sure we've all felt at some point, at the way &lt;em&gt;some &lt;/em&gt;Muslim parents allow their children to run amok in public without any supervision.&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/25823577@N00/1585206866/"&gt;&lt;img height="15" alt="21_irked" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2383/1585206866_62be5a0970_o.gif" width="15" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Obligatory reading if you're a parent, or even a wannabe.&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/25823577@N00/1585127930/"&gt;&lt;img height="15" alt="8_grim" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2253/1585127930_bde090380a_o.gif" width="15" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-8336269762808515467?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/8336269762808515467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/8336269762808515467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#8336269762808515467' title='Parents Wake Up!!'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-1965381232726651904</id><published>2007-10-19T07:20:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T08:29:27.483+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminders'/><title type='text'>when a little = a lot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;From the Companion, Anas bin Maalik, may Allaah be pleased with him: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"The Messenger of Allaahصلىالله عليه وسلم said: &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"Whoever prays Fajr in congregation, then sits remembering Allaah until the sun rises, then prays two units of prayer, he will receive the reward of Hajj, and `Umrah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;The Prophet صلىالله عليه وسلم said: "&lt;em&gt;complete, complete, complete." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Related by Imaam Abu 'Eesa At-Tirmithi in Saheeh at Tirmithi, Saheeh al-Jaami']&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-1965381232726651904?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/1965381232726651904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/1965381232726651904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#1965381232726651904' title='when a little = a lot'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-1891390010352515974</id><published>2007-10-17T13:42:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T13:56:52.763+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recommendations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&apos;Eid'/><title type='text'>something's cooking</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;given that some people in our house are&lt;a href="http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/2005/11/no-fasting-please-were-feasting.html"&gt; still fasting, not all out feasting&lt;/a&gt;, I thought I'd share a recipe of something I'm cooking for the evening today: &lt;a href="http://www.indianfoodforever.com/indo-chinese/chinese-chilli-chicken.html"&gt;Chinese Chilli Chicken, via India.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tastes nice, smells appetising, not too many spices and easy to make&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/25823577@N00/1597854765/"&gt;&lt;img height="15" alt="yummy" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2060/1597854765_2826ff5546_o.gif" width="15" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I love that recipe website too btw, it has scores of desi recipes which magically turn out right if you just follow the instructions on there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nice!&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/25823577@N00/1584194523/"&gt;&lt;img height="15" alt="1_grin" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2309/1584194523_a246ccbce1_o.gif" width="15" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-1891390010352515974?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/1891390010352515974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/1891390010352515974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#1891390010352515974' title='something&apos;s cooking'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-1561306141702088757</id><published>2007-10-16T09:18:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T09:37:45.150+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloggers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recommendations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning Arabic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cerebral reads :)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='must-read'/><title type='text'>how the horse got its name</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*very* interesting post on one of our favourite blogs: &lt;a href="http://arabicgems.wordpress.com/"&gt;'How the Horse Got its Name' at Arabic Gems&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Maa shaa Allaah, there's always something interesting and beneficial to read on that blog. &lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/25823577@N00/1585206862/"&gt;&lt;img height="15" alt="thumbsup2" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2109/1585206862_3c0afc189a_o.gif" width="21" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-1561306141702088757?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/1561306141702088757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/1561306141702088757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#1561306141702088757' title='how the horse got its name'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-3361126380723600245</id><published>2007-10-16T08:58:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T09:43:55.118+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recommendations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aww maa shaa Allaah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creative enterprises'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&apos;Eid'/><title type='text'>e-'Eid cards</title><content type='html'>so, we've been sending out e-'Eid cards the last couple of days and were wondering whether some of the readers of this blog might like to check out &lt;a href="http://pub39.bravenet.com/postcard/post.php?usernum=3266471359"&gt;our new, revamped card service.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/25823577@N00/1584194607/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2048/1584194607_d041f25e83_o.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="28_spin" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alternatively, if you scroll down the page, you'll see the pale blue bravenet e-card service box sandwiched somewhere among the host of other boxes on our sidebar. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/25823577@N00/1584194539/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2226/1584194539_02afb330b6_o.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="2_smile" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suggestions on improving the service/sketches/gifs are always welcome. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/25823577@N00/1584194623/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2217/1584194623_fd4e0281ac_o.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="30_angel" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jazaakumullaah khayr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-3361126380723600245?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/3361126380723600245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/3361126380723600245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#3361126380723600245' title='e-&apos;Eid cards'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-7930997844802059311</id><published>2007-10-14T23:33:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T23:46:58.366+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='posts by Rasha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&apos;Eid'/><title type='text'>Our first (and possibly last) cable car adventure!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/25823577@N00/1572102792/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2088/1572102792_212c671115_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="20mtscablecar" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://saudiembassy.net/Publications/MagWinter01/wonders.htm"&gt;(pic: saudiembassy.net)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On the first, chilly day of Eid, (this is to give a picturesque beginning to the post) Rida and I actually ventured to sit in a cable car -- a REAL one! Really, I'm not exaggerating... ask Ed if you want to confirm this amazing fact:)&lt;br /&gt;Not that I enjoyed it much when we started... the thing zoomed forward -- and I screamed so loud that the passengers of the cable car were almost deafened. Rida backed me up with a louder roar of terror... you really should've seen us...screaming our heads off!!&lt;br /&gt;I could hear my brothers RSenior-RJunior screaming too... junior R was crying and saying that he wasn't a scaredycat, but we were all going to DIE!! And senior R was on the floor of the car with his face in his lap!!!...hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;OOOppss.... not good of me to laugh now, huh?&lt;br /&gt;I must admit there was a terrible uproar in the cable car... and most of the screams were mine...&lt;br /&gt;When I looked behind or should I say beneath me, &lt;a href="http://www.syahya.com.sa/english/glance4-6.html"&gt;I could see the valley of Rijal-al-Ma' ... it was so terribly steep that I was ready to faint&lt;/a&gt;. Rida's eyes were clamped shut... junior R was screaming as the car rocked to-and-fro, senior R was now crouching on the seat with his and ears shut... so were mine...&lt;br /&gt;...and each time it went lower and lower, the thing went slower and slower... and when it felt as if it had decided to stop, over the steep, moss covered valley, I screamed loudly: 'IS IT GOING TO STOP?!' and junior R would collapse into a wild fit of loud sobs and cries:)!&lt;br /&gt;Senior R would crouch upon his seat uncomfortably in a quiet fear. Rida had stopped yelling; I had decided that the scene was really beautiful, and I was sort of feeling ashamed of my loud screams:P No use screaming, you know. When we at last arrived at the cable car station, I couldn't believe I had actually sat in that DEATH car that was hanging on a 'rope' as junior R calls it... we had just had a ride in a 'little box stuck on a long rope tied to poles between the two stations'.&lt;br /&gt;Still... Rida and I are always cribbing there're no adventures around for us...&lt;br /&gt;... and guess what Ed remarked when we got back? -- 'Never again-- once is ENOUGH!'&lt;br /&gt;after all... that's why cable cars were made, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-7930997844802059311?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/7930997844802059311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/7930997844802059311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#7930997844802059311' title='Our first (and possibly last) cable car adventure!'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2088/1572102792_212c671115_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-2166662220464250178</id><published>2007-10-12T06:23:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T09:04:42.845+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recommendations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking aloud'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='posts by Rasha and Rida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&apos;Eid'/><title type='text'>May Allaah accept!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/25823577@N00/1543904349/"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="kau4" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2013/1543904349_c1fa4256df_o.gif" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ed&lt;/em&gt;: Our Imaam calls the day of 'Eid &lt;em&gt;'Yawm al Jawaa-iz'&lt;/em&gt;, the Day of Prizes, where everyone's efforts in Ramadhaan are evaluated and awarded. He calls Ramadhaan a 'madrassah' from where people graduate with different scores and at different levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why my 'Eid greeting of choice is: &lt;em&gt;Taqabbal Allaah minna wa minkum&lt;/em&gt;; may Allaah accept from us and from you, for without His acceptance all one's efforts and intentions are reduced to nothing...and there is no real happiness without earning His pleasure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P.S: &lt;proud&gt;: If you haven't seen the &lt;a href="http://sisters-in-faith.blogspot.com/"&gt;sisters-in-faith blog 'Eid makeover&lt;/a&gt;, you don't know the meaning of 'festooned in festivity' yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No really, it's the most exciting 'Eid template, complete with an incandescent crescent and colourful fireworks...good work, Rasha-Rida!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P.PS: For people like me, who like seeing new places through other people's eyes, this is a real site for sore eyes: &lt;a href="http://www.muslimphotos.net/gallery/index.php"&gt;MuslimPhotos&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It has pictures of masaajid and other places of historical interest from around the world. I especially liked the gallery section called &lt;a href="http://www.muslimphotos.net/gallery/thumbnails.php?album=search&amp;amp;search=prophets_were_here"&gt;'Prophets were Here'&lt;/a&gt; which has pictures of places which were actually visited by several Prophets. There's Makkah and various sites in Madeenah, Jerusalem, Damascus and even a picture of the ruins of the church in Syria where the Christian monk Bahira saw the Prophet صلىالله عليه وسلم  as a young child and recognised the signs of Prophethood in him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Very interesting pictures, maa shaa Allaah. Look them up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-2166662220464250178?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/2166662220464250178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/2166662220464250178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#2166662220464250178' title='May Allaah accept!'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-5229125462368077017</id><published>2007-10-07T12:09:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T12:57:56.433+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramadhaan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminders'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='timeless words/wisdom'/><title type='text'>ending Ramadhaan on a clean slate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Imaam Suhaib Webb has two brief, but powerful posts on mutual forgiveness: &lt;a href="http://www.suhaibwebb.com/blog/2007/10/04/ramadan-blessings/"&gt;Mending Fences &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.suhaibwebb.com/blog/2007/10/05/forgivness-notes-lets-end-the-month-by-forgiving-others/"&gt;Forgiveness Notes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The latter is a particularly good idea, where people are encouraged to write notes seeking forgiveness from people they might have wronged knowingly/unknowingly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's interesting how (relatively) easy it is to turn to Allaah seeking His forgiveness again and again after wronging our souls, but &lt;em&gt;how &lt;/em&gt;difficult it is to approach another human being. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Is it because we're hard-wired at some intrinsic level to humble ourselves before the Lord of the Worlds, who in turn, is oft-Forgiving and the Most Merciful?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I think it's an excellent idea to detox our souls of any accumulated negativity against people -- particularly fellow Muslims -- no matter how hard it may seem. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If we can't bring ourselves to actually say/write words seeking/granting forgiveness, the very least we can do is pray:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;رَبَّنَا اغْفِرْ لَنَا وَلِإِخْوَانِنَا الَّذِينَ سَبَقُونَا بِالْإِيمَانِ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;وَلَا تَجْعَلْ فِي قُلُوبِنَا غِلًّا لِّلَّذِينَ آمَنُوا &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;رَبَّنَا إِنَّكَ رَؤُوفٌ رَّحِيمٌ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Our Lord! Forgive us and our brethren who have preceded us in Faith, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And put not in our hearts any ill-feeling/hatred against those who have believed&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Our Lord! You are indeed full of kindness, Most Merciful." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-5229125462368077017?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/5229125462368077017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/5229125462368077017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#5229125462368077017' title='ending Ramadhaan on a clean slate'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-553225745806839501</id><published>2007-10-07T11:43:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T13:01:39.741+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminiscences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what on earth is the world coming to?'/><title type='text'>The Famous Five's Kids!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/25823577@N00/1503391255/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="fivenew" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2248/1503391255_66252fd9be_m.jpg" width="195" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/25823577@N00/1503391251/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="Famousold" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2316/1503391251_ba95330801_m.jpg" width="154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Enid Blyton's Famous Five are being given a 21st-century makeover for a new TV cartoon series. Gone are Julian, Anne, Dick, George and Timmy the dog and in their place come the next generation - Jo, Max, Dylan and Allie - &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;descendants &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;of the original characters, and a new dog called Timmy II. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;The original stories began in 1942 with Five On A Treasure Island and the youngsters had no more gadgetry than a penknife or two. But the 2007 Five have laptops and mobile phones.&lt;br /&gt;There is a half-Indian character, Jo, the daughter of the original tomboy Georgina, who replaces Aunt Fanny as the host for the children's school-holiday adventures."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Even though the authors say they're taking great pains to ensure that the "essence" of the old books is retained, I for one, don't believe in successful on-screen re-births. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Instead of 'creating hype and curiosity for old Famous-Five fans', this particular bit of news has only left me feeling dated. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-553225745806839501?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/553225745806839501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/553225745806839501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#553225745806839501' title='The Famous Five&apos;s Kids!'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2248/1503391255_66252fd9be_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-4561645654737771872</id><published>2007-10-06T11:25:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T11:35:33.871+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramadhaan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>coincidence!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday, I made the season's first saalan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today, I was thinking of making the season's first officially Indian iftaar and look what I found...&lt;a href="http://gulfnews.com/unwind/Food/10158282.html"&gt;recipes for a complete Indian spread that includes shami kebabs, something called "cheese pops" and "spinach balls" and &lt;em&gt;thandai...&lt;/em&gt;all of this on one page.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Even if you're not culinarily inclined, you might want to look up the link if, like me, you're curious about what 'cheese pops' look like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-4561645654737771872?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/4561645654737771872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/4561645654737771872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#4561645654737771872' title='coincidence!'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-7339939760909355129</id><published>2007-10-06T10:46:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T11:18:13.165+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramadhaan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>crisp writing, savoury ideas</title><content type='html'>A couple of days back I was teaching my son a lesson on different kinds of "occupations" (think &lt;em&gt;"the work a person does to earn his/her living&lt;/em&gt;", not Iraq) and in the worksheet that followed, he had to write what was the occupation of his father and mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all 7-year-old seriousness, he wrote: Mother: &lt;u&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Baker&lt;/em&gt;" &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;I love food writers who write like &lt;a href="http://lifeandhealth.guardian.co.uk/foodanddrink/hughfearnleywhittingstall/story/0,,2183568,00.html"&gt;this &lt;/a&gt;, plus the fact that they are into "goo-free baking" is a bonus (one can only stand so much of whipped cream and frosting on cakes and cookies).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;"I don't know about you, but it's double duvet time in our house (cue late-arriving Indian summer between me writing these words and you reading them). Anyway, when the woollies and wellies come out, so do the cake tins and baking trays. And right now they're out and proud. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;But I'm not about to overload you with recipes for brownies, muffins and millionaire's shortbread, partly because you've almost certainly got a copy of How To Be A Domestic Goddess, but also because my seasonal baking urge is right now on a distinctly savoury jag. Hard to say why. I guess the chocolate and icing sugar store was uncharacteristically bare a couple of weeks back, and it set me off on a goo-free baking spree. It's a definite advantage that the average store cupboard probably already holds everything you need to cook some very delicious savoury morsels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;River cottage spelt digestive biscuits &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We make these in two slightly different ways: follow this recipe for a digestive to serve with cheese, or reduce the sugar to 100g to create a slightly less sweet biscuit for pâtés. Makes about 30.&lt;br /&gt;50g spelt flour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;250g medium oatmeal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;250g cold, unsalted butter, cubed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;125g soft light brown sugara generous pinch of salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;1½ tsp baking powder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;10-20ml milk&lt;br /&gt;Put everything except the milk in a food processor and blitz until the mixture resembles coarse crumbs. Tip into a bowl, then add just enough milk to bring it together into a firm dough. This uncooked dough will keep in the fridge for several days (as long as the milk in it remains fresh).&lt;br /&gt;This makes a very firm, solid dough and, if it's been in the fridge, it will be rock hard, so let it come to room temperature before rolling. Preheat the oven to 160C/325F/gas mark 3 and lightly grease two baking sheets. Put the dough between two sheets of clingfilm or baking parchment, and roll out until 2-3mm thick. Work quickly because it can become sticky as it warms up (return it to the fridge for a bit if this happens). Use a plain round cookie cutter to stamp out the biscuits. Arrange on the baking sheets and bake for 10-12 minutes, until pale golden and just beginning to turn brown around the edges. Leave to cool, then store in an airtight container.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seedy crackers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;You can use whichever seeds you like here, though the aniseedy note from the caraway works particularly well with blue cheese. Fennel, dill, sesame or nigella seeds are all good options. Makes about 25.&lt;br /&gt;50g strong white flour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;½ tsp baking powder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;½ tsp each poppy and caraway seeds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;½ tsp salt40ml olive oil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;100ml water&lt;br /&gt;Preheat the oven to 160C/325F/gas mark 3 and lightly oil two baking trays. Sieve the flour and baking powder together in a large bowl, then stir in the poppy and caraway seeds and the salt. Add the oil and rub it in with your fingers until the mix comes together with a texture resembling coarse breadcrumbs. Slowly pour in the water, stopping when you have a soft, but not sticky dough.&lt;br /&gt;Roll out the dough to roughly 5mm thick and stamp into 5cm discs. Take each disc of dough and roll out on a lightly floured surface to make a long oval shape. The dough should be very thin - only about 1mm. Place the ovals on the baking trays and bake for just five or six minutes, until dry and crisp but barely browned. Leave to cool, then store in an airtight container.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;Interestingly, the writer tells us why a digestive isn't &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;a digestive:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Digestives, incidentally, are so-called because it was originally claimed the bicarbonate of soda they contained would aid digestion. This is almost certainly nonsense - but I wouldn't for a moment wish to strip them of their badge of wholesomeness."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Next, he proceeds to brag about how easily he can munch through vast quantities of biscuits and pairs them up with all kinds of dips, purées, pâté and preserves. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Definitely my kind of occupation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-7339939760909355129?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/7339939760909355129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/7339939760909355129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#7339939760909355129' title='crisp writing, savoury ideas'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-3688802622321275845</id><published>2007-10-04T12:20:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T12:42:27.479+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MCQs-R-Us'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun facts'/><title type='text'>trouble with the 3 Rs: where Maths and English cause anxiety attacks, bad moods and blood pressure!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Millions of adults struggle with basic maths and English in everyday life, a survey revealed yesterday. Up to 13.5million experience raised blood pressure when they have to make basic calculations such as sale discounts or cooking times.&lt;br /&gt;Some 10 million become flustered when called on to use their English skills, for example writing a memo to the boss or reading instructions. ...the average adult faces maths challenges 14 times a day, giving 306,000 in a lifetime. Literacy abilities are called on even more often - 23 times a day and 503,700 in a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;But a Manchester University expert who used heart and blood pressure monitors to check the physical responses of participants found widespread anxiety over simple tasks. Professor Geoff Beattie found that adults who struggled with maths and English registered significantly more negative moods and raised blood pressure...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;a sample quiz from &lt;a href="http://www.dailymail.co.uk/pages/live/articles/news/news.html?in_article_id=485514&amp;amp;in_page_id=1770"&gt;dailymail&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/25823577@N00/1482766482/"&gt;&lt;img height="906" alt="sumsgraph2" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1426/1482766482_080361ebcc_o.jpg" width="228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-3688802622321275845?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/3688802622321275845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/3688802622321275845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#3688802622321275845' title='trouble with the 3 Rs: where Maths and English cause anxiety attacks, bad moods and blood pressure!'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-2823585294612819727</id><published>2007-10-04T11:00:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T11:25:37.066+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminiscences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='us and them'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning languages'/><title type='text'>stories that linger a lifetime</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://entertainment.timesonline.co.uk/tol/arts_and_entertainment/books/article2582092.ece"&gt;The Times has been asking several 'well-known names' to recall the books that they enjoyed the most when they were young...&lt;/a&gt; to kick off a charitable programme called 'BookStart' that involves donating 3 packs of free books to every child under 3 in the Uk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me wish there was something like this in Muslim countries (God knows they have the resources to do this). Besides weaning children off tv, computer and gaming screens, a programme like this would develop their minds, language skills, world awareness and emotional intelligence...and most importantly give everyone something more substantial and interesting to talk about than sales!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I find reminiscing about books a great ice-breaker and in a funny way, one feels a strange sort of bonding with people who enjoy/have enjoyed the same books. I think I've bought nearly all the books I've enjoyed as a child for my own children, subconsciously recreating my own old library, and it still feels wonderful to be surrounded by all those stories and sharing them with all the Rs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like me, they enjoy stories from the seerah, &lt;em&gt;all &lt;/em&gt;the Enid Blyton school series, Famous Five and Secret Seven, The Magic Faraway Tree and the Adventures of the Wishing Chair.I was a trifle surprised though when they weren't as enamoured by Nancy Drew as I used to be, perhaps because the newer books are quite insipid and not as enagaging/informative as the old ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like me, they liked Oliver Twist, Charlie and the Chocolate factory, Jane Eyre, My family and other animals and (surprisingly) Pride &amp;amp; Prejudice, which was a book that always exasperated me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, they haven't yet laid their hands on the one book that &lt;em&gt;defined &lt;/em&gt;growing up for me, and which I loved beyond anything else: Catcher in the Rye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-2823585294612819727?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/2823585294612819727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/2823585294612819727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#2823585294612819727' title='stories that linger a lifetime'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-7374915296682925700</id><published>2007-10-03T22:06:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T23:02:19.961+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muslim kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning the Qur&apos;aan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='here and there'/><title type='text'>subhaanallaah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;from: GulfNews&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;A Bangladeshi contestant has ranked first at the 11th Dubai International Holy Quran Award [...]Mohammad Fadil Rabi, from Bangladesh, who won the first place is the first contestant from Bangladesh to win the DIHQA. He is also ranked fourth among five nominees for having a beautiful voice in reciting the Quran. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;On the remarkable and inspirational performance of the participants the organising committee said, "Such great performances and sweet voices were unbelievable. They were all reciting one book ... regardless of their different races, nationalities, languages, and colour."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The winners: List of those honoured&lt;br /&gt;First: Mohammad Fadil Rabi, Bangladesh.&lt;br /&gt;Second: Abdullah Mohammad Al Ja'adi, Yemen.&lt;br /&gt;Third: Mohammad Sharif Edris, Libya.&lt;br /&gt;Fourth: Si Thu Aung, Myanmar&lt;br /&gt;Fifth: Bilal Ahmad Khalifa, Egypt.&lt;br /&gt;Sixth: Ejaz Moukaddam, South Africa.&lt;br /&gt;Seventh: Swari Ahmad, Burkina Faso.&lt;br /&gt;Eighth: Ali Al Adwi, Niger.&lt;br /&gt;Ninth: Mohammad Ali Al Marzouqi, UAE.&lt;br /&gt;Tenth: Mohammad Al Radhi Amlih, Mauritania.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;-----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just yesterday, I was telling Abu-RR that native Arabic speakers appear to have an advantage when it comes to reciting the Qur'aan, and here I am proved wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's true: Allaah bestows his gifts upon whom He wills...subhaanallaah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-7374915296682925700?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/7374915296682925700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/7374915296682925700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#7374915296682925700' title='subhaanallaah!'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-1117338398374732056</id><published>2007-09-30T22:13:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T22:21:28.552+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muslim kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning the Qur&apos;aan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning Arabic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirations'/><title type='text'>revert at 11, hafith at 15, Imaam at 19</title><content type='html'>Read the amazing life story of Umugwaneza Sulaiman, a contestant for the Dubai International Holy Qur’an Award:&lt;br /&gt;from: &lt;a href="http://arabnews.com/?page=4&amp;amp;section=0&amp;amp;article=101888&amp;amp;d=30&amp;amp;m=9&amp;amp;y=2007"&gt;ArabNews&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;...Even though he is only 19, this young man from Rwanda has survived a life of hardship. As a young child he survived the genocide in Rwanda in 1994. He still has horrific memories of hiding in forests from militias that were killing people. The rivers and roads they walked through were littered with bodies. Later on he lost his father and had to lead a harsh life in one of the poorest countries in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Despite all his hardships, Sulaiman was determined to become a hafiz and was rewarded by becoming the first Rwandan to take part in the Dubai International Holy Qur’an Award competition. Sulaiman’s quest with the sacred book started when he converted to Islam at the age of 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;“Even though my family were Catholics I was never interested in the church. The Azan from the mosque in my neighborhood fascinated me and I started attending classes there,” he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;When asked if he faced any resistance from his family, Sulaiman said that his family had no issues with him becoming a Muslim, as Islam is a held in high regard in Rwanda after the 1994 genocide. His whole family followed him a few years later and converted to Islam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Since the genocide, Rwandans have converted to Islam in huge numbers. Muslims now make up 14 percent of the 8.2 million people in Africa’s mostly Catholic nation, twice as many as before the killings began. The reason behind the conversions lies in the fact that Rwandan Muslims did not take part in the genocide and played a key role in the humanitarian efforts that followed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Muslims have been honored by the national government for their roles in saving the lives regardless of their faith. Many people attribute the recent spread of Islam to these humanitarian acts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;It took years of dedicated work for Sulaiman to memorize the Qur’an. The lack of qualified teachers in Rwanda made him make up his mind to travel to Kenya as there are good Qur’anic schools there.&lt;br /&gt;“I was 15 when my five friends and I decided to travel to Kenya to seek knowledge. Two of my friends were converts like me,” he said.&lt;br /&gt;The six young men packed their bags and traveled to the Kenyan capital, Nairobi, to find the school. They enrolled themselves in a free boarding school, which accepts students from all over East Africa. There they studied under the tutelage of Qur’an scholars. It took Sulaiman two years to memorize the whole Qur’an.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Now back home in Rwanda, Sulaiman works as a part time Imam and Qur’an teacher to supplement his income while studying at the only Islamic seminar in Kigali. “Masha Allah, there are so many Muslims now in my country. We are working hard at teaching the Qur’an to the new generation of Muslim children,” he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;After finishing his education, Sulaiman hopes to get a scholarship to study Islam. “We get Muslim scholars coming from Uganda to spread the word of Islam in Rwanda. I hope that through my knowledge of Islam I will be able to help spread peace in my country,” he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-1117338398374732056?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/1117338398374732056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/1117338398374732056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#1117338398374732056' title='revert at 11, hafith at 15, Imaam at 19'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-4844331314884897961</id><published>2007-09-29T22:25:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T22:12:37.106+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramadhaan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminders'/><title type='text'>17th Ramadhaan: The Day of Furqaan`</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;`&lt;a href="http://www.islaam.com/Article.aspx?id=128"&gt;The Battle of Badr~&lt;/a&gt;: eternal lessons for those who understand.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"There has already been a sign for you in the two armies that met (in combat i.e. The battle of Badr)&lt;br /&gt;One was fighting in the Cause of Allaah, and as for the other (they) were disbelievers.&lt;br /&gt;They saw them with their own eyes twice their number (although they were thrice their number). And Alla`ah supports with His Victory whom He pleases.&lt;br /&gt;Verily, in this is a lesson for those who understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;`( سورة آل عمران , Aal-`Imraa`n, Chapter &lt;a href="http://www.searchtruth.com/chapter_display.php?chapter=3&amp;amp;translator=5"&gt;#3&lt;/a&gt;, Verse &lt;a href="http://www.searchtruth.com/chapter_display.php?chapter=3&amp;amp;translator=5#13"&gt;#13&lt;/a&gt;)(`&lt;a href="http://www.searchtruth.com/chapter_display.php?chapter=3&amp;amp;translator=7#13"&gt;Arabic&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"And Allaah has already made you victorious at Badr, when you were a weak little force.&lt;br /&gt;So fear Allah much `that you may be grateful.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;`( سورة آل عمران , Aal-e-Imran, Chapter &lt;a href="http://www.searchtruth.com/chapter_display.php?chapter=3&amp;amp;translator=5"&gt;#3&lt;/a&gt;, Verse &lt;a href="http://www.searchtruth.com/chapter_display.php?chapter=3&amp;amp;translator=5#123"&gt;#123&lt;/a&gt;)(&lt;a href="http://www.searchtruth.com/chapter_display.php?chapter=3&amp;amp;translator=7#123"&gt;Arabic&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And (remember) when Allaah promised you (Muslims) one of the two parties (of the enemy i.e. either the army or the caravan) that it should be yours, you wished that the one not armed (the caravan) should be yours, but Alla`ah willed to justify the truth by His Words and to cut off the roots of the disbelievers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;( سورة الأنفال , Al-Anfal, Chapter &lt;a href="http://www.searchtruth.com/chapter_display.php?chapter=8&amp;amp;translator=5"&gt;#8&lt;/a&gt;, Verse &lt;a href="http://www.searchtruth.com/chapter_display.php?chapter=8&amp;amp;translator=5#7"&gt;#7&lt;/a&gt;)(&lt;a href="http://www.searchtruth.com/chapter_display.php?chapter=8&amp;amp;translator=7#7"&gt;Arabic&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;And know that whatever of war-booty that you may gain, verily one-fifth (1/5th) of it is assigned to Alla`ah, and to the Messenger, and to the near relatives, the orphans, Al-Masakin (the poor) and the wayfarer, if you have believed in Allaah and in that which We sent down to Our slave (Muhammad ) o`n the Day of criterion (between right and wrong), the Day when the two forces met (T`he battle of Badr) - And Alla`ah is Able to do all things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;( سورة الأنفال , Al-Anfal, Chapter &lt;a href="http://www.searchtruth.com/chapter_display.php?chapter=8&amp;amp;translator=5"&gt;#8&lt;/a&gt;, Verse &lt;a href="http://www.searchtruth.com/chapter_display.php?chapter=8&amp;amp;translator=5#41"&gt;#41&lt;/a&gt;)(&lt;a href="http://www.searchtruth.com/chapter_display.php?chapter=8&amp;amp;translator=7#41"&gt;Arabic&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And (remember) when you met (the army of the disbelievers on the Day of the battle of Badr), He showed them to you as few in your eyes and He made you appear as few in their eyes, so that Allaah might accomplish a matter already ordained (in His Knowledge), and to Allaah return all matters (for decision).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;( سورة الأنفال , Al-Anfal, Chapter &lt;a href="http://www.searchtruth.com/chapter_display.php?chapter=8&amp;amp;translator=5"&gt;#8&lt;/a&gt;, Verse &lt;a href="http://www.searchtruth.com/chapter_display.php?chapter=8&amp;amp;translator=5#44"&gt;#44&lt;/a&gt;)(&lt;a href="http://www.searchtruth.com/chapter_display.php?chapter=8&amp;amp;translator=7#44"&gt;Arabic&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;And (remember) when Shaytaan (Satan) made their (evil) deeds seem fair to them and said:` "No one of mankind can overcome you this Day (of the battle of badr) and verily, I am your neighbour (for each and every help)."&lt;br /&gt;`But when the two forces came in sight of each other, he ran away and said: "Indeed, I have nothing to do with you. Indeed! I see what you do not see. Indeed! I fear Allaah or Alla`ah is Severe in punishment."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;( سورة الأنفال , Al-Anfal, Chapter &lt;a href="http://www.searchtruth.com/chapter_display.php?chapter=8&amp;amp;translator=5"&gt;#8&lt;/a&gt;, Verse &lt;a href="http://www.searchtruth.com/chapter_display.php?chapter=8&amp;amp;translator=5#48"&gt;#48&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-4844331314884897961?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/4844331314884897961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/4844331314884897961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#4844331314884897961' title='17th Ramadhaan: The Day of Furqaan`'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-1013910024542322070</id><published>2007-09-28T16:03:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T20:10:29.810+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramadhaan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking aloud'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='posts by Rasha and Rida'/><title type='text'>Ramadhaan Q &amp; A</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;10 Questions with Rasha &amp;amp; Rida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;What's the best thing you like to eat at suhoor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Rasha: Cheese sandwich and milk&lt;br /&gt;Rida : Dates&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;ًWhat's one thing you can't do without at iftaar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rasha: Water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Rida: Dates and chicken nuggets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;What's your favourite Ramadhaan memory?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rasha: When we went for Umrah last Ramadan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Your favourite duaa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rasha: The du'aa the Prophet used to say after breaking his fast : ''Thahab athama' wa ibtallatil 'urooq wa thabat alajr in shaa Allah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Rida: The duaa we say before iftaar: Allaahummaa laka sumt, wa 'ala rizqeka aftartu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Your favourite sahaabi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rasha: Ummmm…. I like Saad bin Abi Waqqas, and also Umar bin Khattab…maybe 'cause I behave like him sometimes :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Rida: 'Uthmaan bin Affaan, because he was so kind and generous and gentle and shy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Your favourite incident from the life of the Prophet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rasha: When the Prophet (Sallalahu 'alayhi wa sallam) was emigrating from Makkah to Madinah… when the people of Yathrib were welcoming him; it was sooooooo sad and poignant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Rida: When the prophet sallallaahu 'alayhi wa sallam heard the voice of Gabriel at Jabal An-noor teaching him the quran for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Your favourite reciter of the Qur'aan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rasha: Abba, of course :) and Sheikh Salah bu Khatir and Sheikh Shuraim.&lt;br /&gt;Rida: Abba and Salah bu khatir :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;The soorah/ayah that you like to read in salah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Rasha: Ummm… Surah Taha.&lt;br /&gt;Rida: Soorah Qisas and Maryam (b/z it has a story in it and I like soorahs with stories)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;One habit from Ramadhaan that you'd like to carry over to the rest of the year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rasha: To complete a khatmah every month, in shaa Allaah!!&lt;br /&gt;Rida: Fasting till I've tons of weight!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;What do you miss the most about Ramadhaan when it's over?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Rasha: Fasting, and the way everyone's controlling themselves or at least trying to ;) (their manners)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Rida: The time before breaking the fast when all our duaas can be accepted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;10 Questions with The Ed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;What's the best thing you like to eat at suhoor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;porridge and milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;What's one thing you can't do without at iftaar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;What's your favourite Ramadhaan memory?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Stopping at Nimas on the road to Makkah to break our fast with home-made chocolate fudge brownies in a masjid that was covered by swirling mist and great gusts of chilly winds. I was a novice at road trips then and didn't want to go any further b/z one couldn't see the road b/z of the fog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Your favourite duaa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I guess duaas reflect a state of mind and my favourite duaas keep changing all the time, but my all time favourite is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Allaahumma arinal haqqa haqqan, warzuqnaa ittiba'aahu/&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wa arinal baatila baatilan, warzuqnaa ijtinaabahu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Your favourite sahaabi/sahaabiyaat and why do you like him/her the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This is so tough!&lt;br /&gt;Actually there are many companions whom I admire (Abu Bakr, Umar, Uthmaan, 'Ali, Abu Tharr, Muaath bin Jabal, Huthayfah bin Yaman) and others whom I find inspiring (Mus'ab bin Umayr, Nusaybah) and yet others whom I envy (in a good/wistful way) for their closeness to the Prophet صلىالله عليه وسلم(all the Prophet's family…his wives and children and relatives, Usamah bin Zayd, Barakah Umm Ayman, Umm Sulaym)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess my favourite companion is the un-named woman who was told of the loss of her father, brother and sons in battle and kept asking how the Prophetصلىالله عليه وسلم was; until when she saw for herself that he صلىالله عليه وسلمwas safe she sobbed with relief and said that all her losses didn't matter as long as he صلىالله عليه وسلم was alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Your favourite incident from the life of the Prophetصلىالله عليه وسلم?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm…tough one again.&lt;br /&gt;The time when the Bedouin Arab came to meet the Prophet صلىالله عليه وسلمand told him that he hadn't prepared much for the Hereafter, but he loved Allaah and His Prophet, and the Prophetصلىالله عليه وسلم replied that he would be with those whom he loved.&lt;br /&gt;It gives me hope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Your favourite reciter of the Qur'aan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Make that reciter&lt;strong&gt;s&lt;/strong&gt;! Abu-R, all of you kids, Sh. Abdul Mun'im Abdul Mubdi, Sa'ad al Ghamdi, Sh. Salah, Sh. Huthayfi, Sh. Husayn Aal Shaykh, and last but not the least Sh. Hawwaashi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;The soorah/ayah that you like to read in salah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;آمَنَ الرَّسُولُ بِمَا أُنزِلَ إِلَيْهِ مِن رَّبِّهِ وَالْمُؤْمِنُونَ كُلٌّ آمَنَ بِاللّهِ وَمَلَائِكَتِهِ وَكُتُبِهِ وَرُسُلِهِ لاَ نُفَرِّقُ بَيْنَ أَحَدٍ مِّن رُّسُلِهِ وَقَالُواْ سَمِعْنَا وَأَطَعْنَا غُفْرَانَكَ رَبَّنَا وَإِلَيْكَ الْمَصِيرُ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;لاَ يُكَلِّفُ اللّهُ نَفْسًا إِلاَّ وُسْعَهَا لَهَا مَا كَسَبَتْ وَعَلَيْهَا مَا اكْتَسَبَتْ رَبَّنَا لاَ تُؤَاخِذْنَا إِن نَّسِينَا أَوْ أَخْطَأْنَا رَبَّنَا وَلاَ تَحْمِلْ عَلَيْنَا إِصْرًا كَمَا حَمَلْتَهُ عَلَى الَّذِينَ مِن قَبْلِنَا رَبَّنَا وَلاَ تُحَمِّلْنَا مَا لاَ طَاقَةَ لَنَا بِهِ وَاعْفُ عَنَّا وَاغْفِرْ لَنَا وَارْحَمْنَا أَنتَ مَوْلاَنَا فَانصُرْنَا عَلَى الْقَوْمِ الْكَافِرِينَ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;One habit from Ramadhaan that you'd like to carry over to the rest of the year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Getting up for Qiyaam everyday, being more mindful of salah and careful about what I say and do .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;What do you miss the most about Ramadhaan when it's over?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The sounds of taraweeh pouring in from everywhere at night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-1013910024542322070?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/1013910024542322070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/1013910024542322070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#1013910024542322070' title='Ramadhaan Q &amp; A'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-5368979220021016151</id><published>2007-09-28T06:14:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T10:35:56.669+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloggers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muslim kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramadhaan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palestine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminiscences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>sepia-tinted Ramadhaan posts</title><content type='html'>Lots of people (now grown up) &lt;a href="http://kashkool.livejournal.com/95557.html"&gt;share childhood memories of Ramadhaan in Jordan, Palestine, Lebanon&lt;/a&gt;...reading through these posts brings up tons of memories. Good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A sample: &lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/25823577@N00/1450206953/"&gt;&lt;img height="139" alt="image002" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1069/1450206953_038c82fc46_o.gif" width="123" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Ramadan Memories...&lt;br /&gt;By Mike Odetalla &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pic and narrative courtesy: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hanini.org/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;www.hanini.org &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;The holy month of Ramadan is once again upon us, and its fasting. Muslims will fast from sun-up till sun down, abstaining from food, water, and intimate relationships.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Each year around this time, my memories of Ramadan in our small village of Beit Hanina, a suburb of Jerusalem which was still without electricity, whereby people carried lanterns to light their way in the darkness as they went first to the mosque and from there to visit friends and family: a special part of Ramadan, are once again rekindled.&lt;br /&gt;Beit Hanina had a drummer, charged with the pre-dawn task of awakening the village to sahoor, the light meal whose end marked the beginning of each day's fast. Closing my eyes and thinking real hard, still brings back the sound of Beit Hanina's drummer banging away, and the delightful memories of joining the other children, carrying our decorated fanoosia lanterns with candles burning brightly inside them, as we ran along behind the drummer, singing, laughing and shouting to help awaken the sleeping adults and start them on sahoor and their new day. How I admired the drummer; how I wanted his job and to share his fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;In Ramadan 1979, my first visit back to Palestine since the '67 expulsion, my cousin and I, both 18 and living in the US, finally became the Ramadan drummers of Beit Hanina. The Israeli invasion of 1967 and the subsequent occupation made the drummers' job very high risk and today they are scarce: Ramadan drummers were often stopped, even beaten, and some have been killed by the Israeli occupying army. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;By 1979, the village had not enjoyed a drummer in 5 years, so my cousin and I delighted in our job of walking through the village each morning banging away on large tin cans. It must have been a very humorous sight: the elderly were happy to hear us; the younger people thought we were a great joke and made fun of the 'bored Americans'. But everyone agreed that we had renewed some "life" that had been lost as we broke through the dark still nights of Ramadan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;For me, however briefly, I was transported back to a happy childhood whose memories had never left me for a moment.I still remember sitting by the family's transistor radio with my siblings listening to the special programs as we awaited the "cannon" to go off, signaling that it was time to break our fast. The "cannon" was a World War I era English relic and merely made a loud bang, which was all that it, was good for.&lt;br /&gt;Ever since my children were very small, I had regaled them with the many stories of my childhood in Palestine, enjoying the look of fascination on their faces as they implored me to tell them yet "another story of when you were young in Palestine"…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;During Ramadan, my mother would always invite friends and relatives to our home to break the fast with us. As Muslims, we are obligated to share breaking our fast with others, especially those less fortunate than us. It is considered a blessing to do so. It is something that we continue to do here in America as we invite friends and loved ones to share in our blessing on this Holy Month, the essence of which are a time of prayer, fasting, and charity.&lt;br /&gt;Some of the best memories that I carry with me are connected to the month of Ramadan in Palestine when I was a child. The closeness and feeling of "community" that I felt during those times is something that is almost beyond description. The sound of the drummer, the Muezzin call to prayer, the static emanating from the transistor radio, the "boom" of the cannon, the enticing aroma of the special foods that we only ate during Ramadan, the sight of families huddled together on a mat covered floor around the evening meals, illuminated by the flickering light of a kerosene lantern, enjoying their meals, as humble as it may have been, in the company of family and loved ones…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;These are my memories of Ramadan before the Israeli invasion and subsequent brutal and inhumane occupation which has destroyed many families and communities and is now in the process of causing further havoc as Israel continues to erect its Apartheid Walls, checkpoints, and roadblocks which have reduced many Palestinian villages and cities to nothing more than walled off ghettos and open air prisons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Unfortunately, these will constitute the next generation of Palestinian children's memories and experiences… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-5368979220021016151?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/5368979220021016151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/5368979220021016151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#5368979220021016151' title='sepia-tinted Ramadhaan posts'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-149177007117639303</id><published>2007-09-27T11:59:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T17:30:18.360+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='posts by Rida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun facts'/><title type='text'>cross posts: The clever bird</title><content type='html'>Rida has a cute post on Sisters-in-Faith and Rasha recounts a Fiqh lesson on the different kinds of water which can be used for &lt;em&gt;wudhu&lt;/em&gt;, for which we had to create a whole new  category of posts: &lt;a href="http://sisters-in-faith.blogspot.com/search/label/ewww%20inducing"&gt;ewww inducing&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you figure out this one?! I got it out of my Qira'ah book...&lt;br /&gt;A hunter went out to the forest to hunt a bird, he caught a small one and when it was in his hands it asked him: "What d'you want to do to me?"&lt;br /&gt;He said:" I want to eat you!!!"&lt;br /&gt;The bird said: "I'm so small you won't even become full with me! But I'll give you three pieces of advice which will be better than eating me.&lt;br /&gt;One I'll give when I'm in your hand, the second when I'm on the tree, and the third when I'm on the mountain!!!"&lt;br /&gt;The hunter agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bird told him the first one:&lt;em&gt;"Do not regret what you've lost." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hunter freed her and said:"give me the second."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bird stood on the tree and said:&lt;em&gt;"Do not believe the impossible" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hunter said:"and now give me the third?"&lt;br /&gt;Then the bird suddenly had an idea and said: "You're so stupid! if you hadn't let me free you would have got out of me two precious diamonds each weighing twenty pounds!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hunter bit his lip with remorse and said:"Give me the third?"&lt;br /&gt;The bird:"How can I?!You have forgotten two so how can I give you the third?Hadn't I told you not to regret what has passed and not to believe the impossible? Do you really think that I have two precious diamonds each weighing twenty pounds inside me?!"&lt;br /&gt;And she flew off!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story is a bit complicated to narrate, but it's got a really nice lesson, &lt;em&gt;sah&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-149177007117639303?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/149177007117639303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/149177007117639303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#149177007117639303' title='cross posts: The clever bird'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-6752711524737898199</id><published>2007-09-26T21:27:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T22:24:34.870+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramadhaan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminiscences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking aloud'/><title type='text'>*The* most chilled out Ramadhaan or (alhamdulillaah x infinity)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/25823577@N00/1443351977/"&gt;&lt;img height="145" alt="cool" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1171/1443351977_fd5bf6591f_o.jpg" width="124" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;For all practical purposes, this Ramadhaan I should have been stressed out to the max.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have a demanding, physically and mentally draining job, a new baby (alhamdulillaah) who demands nutrition and attention 24/7, besides the same-old, same-old routine of growing up the bunch of Rs Allaah has sent our way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The writing on the wall says I should be tearing out my hair or staring dully into space at this point, halfway through Ramadhaan. But I'm not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What gives?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I wish I could say for sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Perhaps it's something as simple as an answered prayer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last Ramadhaan, (which was incidentally one of &lt;em&gt;the &lt;/em&gt;most stress and angst-filled times of my life) I prayed and prayed and prayed and prayed to Allaah &lt;em&gt;'azz wa jall&lt;/em&gt;, that if I lived to see another Ramadhaan, &lt;em&gt;please &lt;/em&gt;let it be different from the spate of Ramadhaans I've virtually sleepwalked through like a spiritual zombie or an automaton.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;alhamdulillaah, Allaah has heard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This time, from the very beginning, I felt a deep tranquility descending on my heart, alhamdulillaah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This Ramadhaan, Allaah created a cosy little space in my heart, a warm, sacred space where the soul can disappear even if I'm in the middle of customary bedlam and immersed in the mindboggling mundanity of mummyhood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This Ramadhaan, I learnt to let go. Of expectations -- others' and my own -- and stopped trying to live out the semi-mythical idea of a perfect Ramadhaan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This Ramadhaan, I made my own. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;No store-bought, commercialised, idealised utopia for me. I am doing what I can, happily, joyously to the best of my ability; not racing on an invisible treadmill or glancing over my shoulder uneasily to see if others have caught up in the race to be super-mum, super-wife and super-muslimah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This Ramadhaan, I rest easy in the knowledge that Allaah, Al-Lateef, Al-Khabeer &lt;em&gt;knows the deepest secrets of our hearts and souls.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;He &lt;em&gt;knows &lt;/em&gt;I would much rather be doing some things, when I'm doing other things and may He accept the sincerity of our intentions inspite of the imperfection of our &lt;em&gt;'ibaadah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;May Allaah allow this &lt;em&gt;Sakeenah &lt;/em&gt;to last long after Ramadhaan, in this world and beyond. Aameen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hope everyone's having an equally cool Ramadhaan, in shaa Allaah. Keep us in your prayers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-6752711524737898199?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/6752711524737898199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/6752711524737898199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#6752711524737898199' title='*The* most chilled out Ramadhaan or (alhamdulillaah x infinity)'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-9174391658079110465</id><published>2007-09-25T21:29:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T20:21:52.852+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recommendations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muslim kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning Arabic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminders'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning stuff'/><title type='text'>if you want to see a real live Qur'aan miracle</title><content type='html'>tune in to &lt;a href="http://www.quran.gov.ae/content/view/27/71/lang,arabic/"&gt;the international Qur'aan award &lt;/a&gt;on Dubai tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;subhaanallaah, it is &lt;em&gt;so &lt;/em&gt;moving to see Muslim youngsters from the &lt;em&gt;world &lt;/em&gt;over ...from Congo to Nepal to Taiwan to Barbados to Kyrgyzstan...most of whose native language is &lt;em&gt;not Arabic &lt;/em&gt;reciting the Qur'aan with flawless &lt;em&gt;tajweed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;subhaanallaah! like the Qur'aan says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;innaa nazzalna ath-thikr&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wa innaa lahu la haafithoon.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"indeed, we have revealed Ath-Thikr( The Reminder, Qur'aan)&lt;br /&gt;And indeed we will preserve it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sadaqa Allaah ul Azeem.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-9174391658079110465?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/9174391658079110465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/9174391658079110465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#9174391658079110465' title='if you want to see a real live Qur&apos;aan miracle'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-4652195601571511264</id><published>2007-09-23T09:37:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T09:49:36.159+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muslim kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='here and there'/><title type='text'>the world's most geographically aware 3-year-old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;3-year-old can identify flags and names of 167 countries&lt;br /&gt;from: &lt;a href="http://gulfnews.com/nation/Society/10155595.html"&gt;GulfNews&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Dubai: A three-year-old Indian whiz kid has successfully memorised the names of more than 167 countries' flags in 11 days with his parents' assistance in Sharjah.&lt;br /&gt;The outstandingly smart boy, Aazer Hussain, whose parents are planning to enrol him in kindergarten next year, has the ability to identify the names of more than 167 countries from their flag colours. He can also easily fish out the flag if someone asks him to do so by naming the country. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;maa shaa Allaah! Just goes to show the ENORMOUS potential little kids have, subhaanallaah, and how little we, as parents and educators tap into it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-4652195601571511264?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/4652195601571511264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/4652195601571511264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#4652195601571511264' title='the world&apos;s most geographically aware 3-year-old!'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-555798436102297752</id><published>2007-09-23T09:14:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T23:46:53.267+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muslim kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning stuff'/><title type='text'>inspiring and humbling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;These are a series of articles on the participants at the international Qur'aan award organised in Dubai...very interesting, inspiring and humbling (for the elders) profiles, maa shaa Allaah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gulfnews.com/nation/Heritage_and_Culture/10155483.html"&gt;Keen on learning from the Quran&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dubai: It began as part of family tradition to memorise the Quran but now it is part of their identity.&lt;br /&gt;Participants at the Dubai International Holy Quran Award say they are determined to spread their knowledge of Islam.&lt;br /&gt;The first participant, from Nigeria, proudly says he wants to teach the Quran "just like I was taught".&lt;br /&gt;18-year-old Ja'afar Saeed's instructor was his own father who is a teacher of the Quran in their community. All of his seven siblings learnt the Quran by heart along with his parents.&lt;br /&gt;The second participant, 20-year-old Hussain Talal Abbas from the West Bank, Palestine, said that at a young age he developed a keen interest to learn the words of the Quran as it occupied most of his time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He daily devoted three hours of his time memorising and revising it with a goal of purifying his heart by God's words, he said with a blush of humbleness and shyness.&lt;br /&gt;"My parents fully supported my decision and encouraged me to nourish my memorisation talent," he said with sincerity.&lt;br /&gt;The undergraduate wants to earn a degree in Arabic Language as well as continue with a postgraduate degree in the same field.&lt;br /&gt;Ahmad Kharoub, from Morocco, started memorising the Quran at the age of 8 and completed it in 2 years. He was motivated by his father and siblings as well as the Islamic scholars among whom he grew up. From learning the Quran he finds tranquillity, serenity and contentment, he said.&lt;br /&gt;The nineteen-year- old has 10 sisters and a brother who are all seeking to learn the Quran. The student of Islamic Jurisprudence wants to be a tutor and reciter of the holy book.&lt;br /&gt;Saeed Ebrahim of Jordan says he owes the blessed step of memorising the Quran to God and his parents. The 19- year-old says that his future ambition is to teach the Quran and its interpretation.&lt;br /&gt;He was able to complete his memorisation of all 30 chapters of the Quran in just 6 months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;Related news stories: &lt;a href="http://gulfnews.com/nation/Heritage_and_Culture/10155482.html"&gt;Indian teen among 85 individuals to take part in the eleventh Dubai International Holy Quran Award (DIHQA).&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-555798436102297752?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/555798436102297752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/555798436102297752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#555798436102297752' title='inspiring and humbling'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-1305968721915445911</id><published>2007-09-22T21:43:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T21:59:34.600+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramadhaan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fyi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reports'/><title type='text'>feeding and fasting ?</title><content type='html'>I really liked this article because it doesn't come right out and say it's impossible to feed a baby and fast in Ramadhaan at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Religious Fasting and Breastfeeding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kellymom.com/nutrition/mom/fasting.html"&gt;By Kelly Bonyata, IBCLC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Breastfeeding research tells us that short-term fasting (not eating) will &lt;em&gt;not &lt;/em&gt;decrease milk supply, but that severe dehydration can decrease milk supply.&lt;br /&gt;There have been a few studies on short-term fasting and breastfeeding (see the references below). Prentice et. al. studied women in West Africa who were fasting for Ramadan (no food or fluids between 5:00 am and 7:30 pm) and found that milk volume was not affected but milk composition did change to a certain extent. The researchers noted that the women appeared to superhydrate themselves overnight when fluids were allowed to lessen daytime dehydration. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Studies in the United States by Neville et. al., Neville &amp;amp; Oliva-Rasbach and Tigas et. al. likewise showed no significant decrease in milk supply after a short fast (the women in these studies did drink water during the fast). The breastfeeding woman's body appears to make several metabolic adaptations during short-term fasting to ensure that milk production is not affected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mothers may want to err on the safe side, and drink water even if they are not eating. There are two risks to not drinking all day: (1) mom gets dehydrated, and (2) if the dehydration is severe enough milk supply can decrease. Mom's dehydration is comparatively easy to deal with -- if she feels thirsty (or urine gets very yellow, or she feels dizzy or ill) she needs to drink. The decrease in milk supply related to dehydration may be a bigger issue for some fasting mothers - some mothers have a hard time getting supply back up (this is often seen in mothers who don't eat or drink due to illness). When a mother does not drink fluids for a day, baby generally nurses as usual the day of the fast, but often needs to nurse more often the next day or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Some mothers have found that drinking water on fast days is more of a need during the first six months when baby is exclusively breastfed (not taking any food or drink other than breastmilk); once baby is older and taking other foods, it may be feasible to neither eat nor drink during the fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Keep in mind that mothers who have sugar metabolism problems (diabetes or hypoglycemia) or other health problems, fasting could be risky (for mom). Consult both your doctor and your religious advisor if you feel that you might have health issues that preclude fasting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Specific guidelines&lt;br /&gt;Jewish law exempts from fasting anyone whose health might be even a little harmed by it - this would include pregnant and nursing women whose health (or the health of her baby or fetus) might suffer from fasting. There may be ways of eating and drinking small increments that are still compatible with fasting. However, a local competent Orthodox rabbinic authority should be consulted so that the method and amounts of eating and drinking will be done within the correct guidelines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Muslim women who are pregnant or breastfeeding may be exempt from fasting if they feel that their health or the baby's health would be negatively affected by the fasting. The mother may be expected to compensate for the missed fasting at a later time or pay some expiation for not fasting. Consult a scholar or a book of fiqh to determine the appropriate guidelines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-1305968721915445911?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/1305968721915445911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/1305968721915445911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#1305968721915445911' title='feeding and fasting ?'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-3404162681911578819</id><published>2007-09-22T19:49:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T20:29:01.715+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramadhaan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='timeless words/wisdom'/><title type='text'>'Umar bin Abdul Aziz's definition of Taqwaa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;يَا أَيُّهَا الَّذِينَ آمَنُواْ كُتِبَ عَلَيْكُمُ الصِّيَامُ كَمَا كُتِبَ عَلَى الَّذِينَ مِن قَبْلِكُمْ لَعَلَّكُمْ&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; تَتَّقُونَ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"O ye who believe! Fasting is prescribed to you as it was prescribed to those before you, that you may achieve &lt;em&gt;Taqwaa."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.searchtruth.com/chapter_display.php?chapter=2&amp;amp;translator=2&amp;amp;mac=&amp;amp;show_arabic=1"&gt;(Soorah Al-Baqarah, 183)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Umar bin 'Abdil 'Aziz was once asked:"When does a person reach the peak of &lt;em&gt;Taqwaa?" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(variously translated as self-restraint, God-consciousness, God-fear)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He, may Allaah have mercy on him, replied: &lt;em&gt;“If he put all his thoughts and desires in his heart on a plate and then wandered around in the market, he should not feel ashamed of anything there.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And another time, he said: &lt;em&gt;“None can reach the station of Taqwaa until he possesses neither action nor words that can be exposed to his embarrassment either in this world or the Hereafter.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-3404162681911578819?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/3404162681911578819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/3404162681911578819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#3404162681911578819' title='&apos;Umar bin Abdul Aziz&apos;s definition of Taqwaa'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-2006043281379941301</id><published>2007-09-18T22:01:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T09:00:39.575+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloggers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramadhaan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aww maa shaa Allaah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parental plugs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='posts by Rasha and Rida'/><title type='text'>did you see this? (parental plug)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://sisters-in-faith.blogspot.com/"&gt;If this isn't the cutest Ramadhaan blog makeover in the world&lt;/a&gt;, I don't know what is!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-2006043281379941301?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/2006043281379941301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/2006043281379941301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#2006043281379941301' title='did you see this? (parental plug)'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-6758092455969315298</id><published>2007-09-18T21:44:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T22:21:13.080+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramadhaan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking aloud'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>the struggle to keep it simple and sunnah</title><content type='html'>One of the biggest ironies of Ramadhaan is the enormous struggle it involves to keep it simple and sunnah. How difficult it is to be content with a minimum of food on the sufrah, when the supermarket aisles are flooded with food!&lt;br /&gt;How hard it is for the Ummah of the Messengerصلىالله عليه وسلم who broke his fasts with fresh dates &lt;em&gt;(Rutb) &lt;/em&gt;or if they were not to be found, three dry dates and some draughts of water, to be satisfied with &lt;em&gt;less &lt;/em&gt;than what our senses demand!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May Allaah makes us of those who follow the best of guides, and the best of guidance...and in doing so, enable us to drink from his fount, Al Kawthar, whose cups are as numerous as stars...whoever drinks from it will feel no thirst after that, &lt;em&gt;ever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aameen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a (somewhat) related note, I found this relatively simple bunch of regular iftaar fare : salad, shorba, sambousa and chicken-rice on the &lt;a href="http://gulfnews.com/tabloid/Food/10154277.html"&gt;GulfNews' &lt;/a&gt;tabloid! magazine, that looks simple enough to try out on a weekend.&lt;br /&gt;happy feasting...errr, I mean fasting :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lemony Chicken pulao &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basmati rice 1 Kg&lt;br /&gt;Diced chicken 1 kg&lt;br /&gt;Onion slices 200 gms&lt;br /&gt;Tomatoes sliced 200 gms&lt;br /&gt;Ginger-garlic paste 100 gms&lt;br /&gt;Whole garam masala 10 gms&lt;br /&gt;Butter / ghee 200 ml&lt;br /&gt;Lemon 4&lt;br /&gt;Salt 30 gms&lt;br /&gt;Green chillies 4&lt;br /&gt;Coriander powder 10 gms&lt;br /&gt;Cumin powder 10 gms&lt;br /&gt;Coriander leaves chopped 50 gms&lt;br /&gt;Brown onions 50 gms&lt;br /&gt;Chopped mint 20 gms&lt;br /&gt;Cinnamon powder 5 gms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Method&lt;br /&gt;Soak the rice in water for 30 minutes. In a pot, sauté onions with garam masala till light brown, now add chicken and ginger-garlic paste and sauté for two minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Add coriander powder, cumin powder and green chilli along with tomatoes.&lt;br /&gt;Add 1litre of water and bring to boil. Now add coriander, mint and lemon cut into halves, with skin. Season with salt and bring it to boil for 5 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Add drained rice and cook on a slow fire with lid covered till the rice is cooked and the water is absorbed. Set on Dum for 10 minutes. Garnish with fried onions and sliced almonds and serve hot along with yoghurt raita. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;TIP: SETTING ON DUM CAN BE SIMPLY DONE IF YOU HAVE AN OVEN WHICH CAN TAKE YOUR COOKING VESSEL. SEAL WITH A LID AND PLACE THE WHOLE VESSEL IN AN OVEN PREHEATED TO 350 DEGREES. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Watermelon and feta salad with ginger dressing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Diced watermelon 300 gms&lt;br /&gt;Feta cheese, diced 150 gms&lt;br /&gt;Lightly toasted sunflower and pumpkin seeds 50 gms&lt;br /&gt;Dressing&lt;br /&gt;Peeled and grated&lt;br /&gt;fresh ginger tbsp 1&lt;br /&gt;Honey 2 tbsp&lt;br /&gt;Finely chopped mint 1 tsp&lt;br /&gt;Lemon juice 20 ml&lt;br /&gt;Method:&lt;br /&gt;Dressing: Blend the ingredients in a bowl. Mix the watermelon and feta in a bowl so that they are evenly distributed. Lace the salad with the dressing. Garnish with the mixed seeds. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;TIP: THIS SALAD NEEDS TO BE MADE AT THE LAST MINUTE TO KEEP THE FRESHNESS. HOWEVER THE SWEET GINGER DRESSING CAN BE MADE IN LARGER QUANTITY AND KEPT STORED IN THE REFRIGERATOR AND USED WITH OTHER SALADS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Vegetable soup &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zucchini 100 gms&lt;br /&gt;Carrots 100 gms&lt;br /&gt;Mushroom 50 gms&lt;br /&gt;Baby corn 50 gms&lt;br /&gt;Green beans 100 gms&lt;br /&gt;Potatoes 100 gms&lt;br /&gt;Chopped tomatoes 100 gms&lt;br /&gt;Coriander leaves 50 gms&lt;br /&gt;Garlic 50 gms&lt;br /&gt;Onion 50 gms&lt;br /&gt;Olive oil 50 ml&lt;br /&gt;Chinese thread noodle 50 gms&lt;br /&gt;Saffron threads 2 pinches&lt;br /&gt;Fine semolina 50 gms&lt;br /&gt;Salt and pepper 5 gms&lt;br /&gt;METHOD&lt;br /&gt;Wash zucchini and mushrooms, peel the carrots and potatoes and grate the vegetables finely. Slice and chop the tomatoes. Chop the coriander leaves. Peel and mash the garlic. Chop the onions.&lt;br /&gt;Lightly saute the onion and garlic in a sauce pan in a olive oil. Cut the thread noodles and add them. Also add the grated vegetables.&lt;br /&gt;Fill the pan with 500ml water. Season with salt and pepper. Add saffron threads, coriander leaves. Cook for about 20 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Add semolina. Stir with a wooden spatula to bind the soup. Stir in the chopped tomatoes and butter. Serve soup in a soup bowl along with garlic bread.&lt;br /&gt;TIP: SUBSTITUTE YOUR FAVOURITE PASTA IN PLACE OF THE THREAD NOODLES AND ENJOY IT JUST THE WAY YOU LIKE IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Spicy cheese sambousek &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dough&lt;br /&gt;Refined flour 500 gms&lt;br /&gt;Eggs 1&lt;br /&gt;Melted butter 50 gms&lt;br /&gt;Corn oil 50 ml&lt;br /&gt;Milk 250 ml&lt;br /&gt;Salt 10 gms&lt;br /&gt;Sugar 10 gms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stuffing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cottage cheese 100 gms&lt;br /&gt;Feta cheese 100 gms&lt;br /&gt;Chopped ginger 10 gms&lt;br /&gt;Chopped green chilli 10 gms&lt;br /&gt;Cooking oil for frying 300 ml&lt;br /&gt;Chilli powder 2 gms&lt;br /&gt;Oil sunflower refined 10 ml&lt;br /&gt;Roasted cumin powder 5 ml&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Method&lt;br /&gt;To make the dough, mix flour ,eggs, butter, corn oil, milk, salt, sugar and knead into soft dough. Cover and rest for 30 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;For stuffing, crumble feta cheese, cottage cheese and mix in chopped coriander, ginger, green chillies, chilli powder and roasted cumin powder.&lt;br /&gt;Roll the dough thin. Cut it into round shapes. Add 1tsp of cheese filling. Close it in a half moon shape, then press on the edges by using a fork. Fry in hot oil. Serve with sliced lemon, tomato, and mint chutney.&lt;br /&gt;TIP: YOU CAN PREPARE THE SANBOUSER IN ADVANCE AND STORE IN A DEEP FREEZER. FRY AS SOON AS YOU REMOVE FROM THE FREEZER. DO NOT ALLOW TO THAW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-6758092455969315298?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/6758092455969315298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/6758092455969315298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#6758092455969315298' title='the struggle to keep it simple and sunnah'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-615646688174023357</id><published>2007-09-12T21:32:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T21:35:59.774+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramadhaan'/><title type='text'>it's here!!!!</title><content type='html'>it's the MOST wonderful time of the year.&lt;br /&gt;(is it just me, or do the skies in Ramadhaan shine much brighter?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/25823577@N00/1366575875/"&gt;&lt;img height="179" alt="2a" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1203/1366575875_1b40d605fc_o.gif" width="179" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may Allaah accept, from all of us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-615646688174023357?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/615646688174023357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/615646688174023357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#615646688174023357' title='it&apos;s here!!!!'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-8076713831354049706</id><published>2007-09-11T09:07:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T09:44:04.919+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday khutbahs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='post in progress'/><title type='text'>*1</title><content type='html'>Around this time of the year, most khutbahs are about the beginning of the school year and general dos and don'ts for students and teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While this Friday's khutbah at the Masjid an-Nabawi by Sh. Abdul Baari ath-Thubayti was about the same topic, it was also strikingly different because it talked about the role of teachers and parents in the &lt;em&gt;tarbiyah &lt;/em&gt;of the &lt;em&gt;nafs&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an area of parenting many of us tend to neglect/not focus too much on ...most parents are all about gearing their children to be 'achievers', either in the worldly or the other worldly realm. In order to achieve that 'success' we must first nurture and discipline the &lt;em&gt;nafs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(to be contd)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-8076713831354049706?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/8076713831354049706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/8076713831354049706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#8076713831354049706' title='*1'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-2458702324737721939</id><published>2007-09-10T10:17:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T10:51:03.448+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloggers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramadhaan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday khutbahs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filed under &apos;future&apos;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>*where* do I begin?</title><content type='html'>so &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MUCH &lt;/span&gt;to say, so &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt; time and energy to say it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May Allaah bless our time in Sha'baan and enable us to reach Ramadhaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;اللهم بارك لنا شعبان و بلَغنا رمضان&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMING UP NEXT on this blog (in shaa Allaah):&lt;br /&gt;*points taken from last week's khutbah on the start of the new school year and Ramadhaan, by the Imaam at Madeenah, Abdul Baary ath-Thubayti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*an excerpt from a very recent, real-life story on the &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;reality &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;of &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not knowing &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;whether we're going to reach Ramadhaan&lt;/u&gt;, in spite of all our Ramadhaan resolutions and challenges and stocked fridges, by Sh. Ahmad al-Hawwaashi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Ramadhaan diaries by Rasha-Rida (they're ambitiously planning to write one every &lt;em&gt;day...&lt;/em&gt;we'll see how it goes, in shaa Allaah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*links to other interesting Ramadhaan diaries from around the net&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*&lt;/em&gt;and the &lt;em&gt;coup de grace&lt;/em&gt;: inputs from The Ed &lt;em&gt;:)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-2458702324737721939?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/2458702324737721939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/2458702324737721939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#2458702324737721939' title='*where* do I begin?'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-3003568676341535604</id><published>2007-08-29T08:44:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T15:42:02.300+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning languages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun facts'/><title type='text'>Z = zed or zee?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://entertainment.timesonline.co.uk/tol/arts_and_entertainment/books/article2341766.ece"&gt;WordWise &lt;/a&gt;is carrying a list of words Britons and North Americans are divided over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;British — North American:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;aerofoil — airfoil&lt;br /&gt;aeroplane — airplane&lt;br /&gt;agony aunt — advice columnist&lt;br /&gt;anticlockwise — counter-clockwise&lt;br /&gt;articulated lorry — tractor-trailer&lt;br /&gt;asymmetric bars — uneven bars&lt;br /&gt;aubergine — eggplant&lt;br /&gt;blanket bath — sponge bath&lt;br /&gt;bonnet (of car) — hood&lt;br /&gt;boot (of a car) — trunk&lt;br /&gt;bowls — lawn bowling&lt;br /&gt;brawn (the food) — headcheese&lt;br /&gt;breeze block — cinder block&lt;br /&gt;brent goose — brant goose&lt;br /&gt;bridging loan — bridge loan&lt;br /&gt;bumbag — fanny pack&lt;br /&gt;candy floss — cotton candy&lt;br /&gt;car park — parking lot/garage&lt;br /&gt;central reservation — median strip&lt;br /&gt;chips — French fries&lt;br /&gt;cling film — plastic wrap&lt;br /&gt;common seal — harbor seal&lt;br /&gt;consumer durables — durable goods&lt;br /&gt;cornflour — cornstarch&lt;br /&gt;cot — crib&lt;br /&gt;cotton bud — cotton swab&lt;br /&gt;cotton wool — absorbent cotton&lt;br /&gt;courgette — zucchini&lt;br /&gt;crash barrier — guardrail&lt;br /&gt;crisps — chips or potato chips&lt;br /&gt;cross-ply — bias-ply&lt;br /&gt;current account — checking account&lt;br /&gt;cut-throat razor — straight razor&lt;br /&gt;dialling tone — dial tone&lt;br /&gt;double cream — heavy cream&lt;br /&gt;double-declutch — double-clutch&lt;br /&gt;draughts — checkers&lt;br /&gt;drawing pin — thumb tack&lt;br /&gt;drink-driving — drunk driving&lt;br /&gt;driving licence — driver’s license&lt;br /&gt;dummy — pacifier&lt;br /&gt;dustbin — trash/garbage can&lt;br /&gt;eat in (of restaurant) — for here&lt;br /&gt;engaged (of a telephone) — busy&lt;br /&gt;estate car — station wagon&lt;br /&gt;ex-directory — unlisted&lt;br /&gt;eyebath — eyecup&lt;br /&gt;financial year — fiscal year&lt;br /&gt;fire brigade — fire department&lt;br /&gt;firelighter — fire starter&lt;br /&gt;fringe — bangs&lt;br /&gt;full board — American plan&lt;br /&gt;gear lever — gearshift&lt;br /&gt;green fingers — green thumb&lt;br /&gt;groundsman — groundskeeper&lt;br /&gt;holidaymaker — vacationer&lt;br /&gt;hundreds and thousands — sprinkles&lt;br /&gt;indicator (on car) — turn signal&lt;br /&gt;Joe Bloggs — Joe Blow&lt;br /&gt;Joe Public — John Q. Public&lt;br /&gt;jump lead — jumper cable&lt;br /&gt;ladybird — ladybug&lt;br /&gt;level crossing — grade crossing&lt;br /&gt;lift (in building) — elevator&lt;br /&gt;lolly (lollipop) — Popsicle (trademark)&lt;br /&gt;loo — john&lt;br /&gt;maize — corn&lt;br /&gt;mangetout — snow peas&lt;br /&gt;maths — math&lt;br /&gt;monkey tricks — monkeyshines&lt;br /&gt;motorway — expressway/freeway&lt;br /&gt;mum — mom&lt;br /&gt;nappy — diaper&lt;br /&gt;noughts and crosses — tic-tac-toe&lt;br /&gt;number plate — license plate&lt;br /&gt;off-licence — liquor store&lt;br /&gt;opencast — open-pit&lt;br /&gt;paddling pool — wading pool&lt;br /&gt;pay packet — pay envelop&lt;br /&gt;pedestrian crossing — crosswalk&lt;br /&gt;petrol — gasoline/gas&lt;br /&gt;physiotherapy — physical therapy&lt;br /&gt;plain chocolate — dark chocolate&lt;br /&gt;plain flour — all-purpose flour&lt;br /&gt;post code — zip code&lt;br /&gt;postal vote — absentee ballot&lt;br /&gt;poste restante — general delivery&lt;br /&gt;press-up — pushup&lt;br /&gt;punchbag — punching bag&lt;br /&gt;pushchair — stroller&lt;br /&gt;queue — line&lt;br /&gt;razor shell — razor clam&lt;br /&gt;real tennis — court tennis&lt;br /&gt;recorded delivery — certified mail&lt;br /&gt;reverse the charges — call collect&lt;br /&gt;reversing light — backup light&lt;br /&gt;room only — European plan&lt;br /&gt;roundabout (in road) — traffic circle&lt;br /&gt;rowing boat — rowboat&lt;br /&gt;sailing boat — sailboat&lt;br /&gt;self-raising flour — self-rising flour&lt;br /&gt;shopping trolley — shopping cart&lt;br /&gt;skirting board — baseboard&lt;br /&gt;sleeping partner — silent partner&lt;br /&gt;splashback — backsplash&lt;br /&gt;storm in a teacup — tempest in a teapot&lt;br /&gt;surtitle — supertitle&lt;br /&gt;terraced house — row house&lt;br /&gt;toffee apple — candy apple&lt;br /&gt;trainers — sneakers&lt;br /&gt;tram — streetcar or trolley car&lt;br /&gt;transport café — truck stop&lt;br /&gt;twelve-bore — twelve-gauge&lt;br /&gt;vest — undershirt&lt;br /&gt;waistcoat — vest&lt;br /&gt;white spirit — mineral spirits&lt;br /&gt;windscreen — windshield&lt;br /&gt;worktop — countertop&lt;br /&gt;zebra crossing — crosswalk&lt;br /&gt;zed — zee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;© Oxford University Press 2007&lt;br /&gt;Extracted from the Oxford Dictionary and Thesaurus (ed Maurice Waite).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Also, for the orthographically challenged/curious: a list of &lt;a href="http://www.yourdictionary.com/library/misspelled.html"&gt;100 Commonly Misspelled Words&lt;/a&gt; (each with its own mnemonic so that one won't make the same mistake twice) &lt;a href="http://www.yourdictionary.com/library/150more.html"&gt;+ 150 &lt;/a&gt;bonus words and a list of &lt;a href="http://www.yourdictionary.com/library/mispron.html"&gt;100 Commonly Mispronounced Words&lt;/a&gt; (includes some LoL inducing phrases). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Look them up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-3003568676341535604?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/3003568676341535604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/3003568676341535604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#3003568676341535604' title='Z = zed or zee?'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-546137734743883368</id><published>2007-08-26T10:42:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T10:51:43.087+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muslim kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palestine'/><title type='text'>Haloul, Farfour and Saraa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/israel/Story/0,,2156377,00.html"&gt;The girl who urges children to fight Israel ... with clean teeth&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Ed: although the article doesn't mention anything about "fighting", I guess the subs couldn't let it go at that)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;In pink flares, an embroidered shirt and neat headscarf, Saraa Barhoun is the new star of Hamas TV, spearheading efforts to persuade the youth of Gaza and the West Bank to follow a path of religious devotion, resistance to Israel and clean teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Last week Palestinians had nothing to watch but the 11-year-old and her co-presenters Haloul, a bumblebee, and Farfour, a mouse that advocates violence against Israel, because power cuts knocked out satellite TV, leaving them with only Hamas's al-Aqsa Television.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Saraa, who lives with her family in Rafah, has undoubted star quality. Her Arabic is eloquent beyond her years. Her father is a teacher of Islam and she has learnt well. Saraa explains her role as twofold - to help the West understand Islam and to be a role model for Palestinian youth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;'I would like to tell everyone that Islam is very easy,' she said. 'It is not a hard religion and if people in the West converted they would find themselves in a better place. I want to tell the world we are not terrorists or their enemies.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;[...]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Israeli groups have cited Saraa as an example of how Hamas breeds hatred of Israel, but her producer, Samir Abu Mosen, says it is not television but growing up with Israeli violence that radicalises Palestinian children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;'The point of the programme is to show children they have a right to live without violence, to communicate with others and to share their experience,' he said. 'Saraa is a great role model for Palestinian children. We are trying to show negative behaviour and allow Saraa to correct it. This could be anything from cleaning their teeth, respecting their parents or doing homework.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-546137734743883368?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/546137734743883368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/546137734743883368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#546137734743883368' title='Haloul, Farfour and Saraa'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-7667806101510078614</id><published>2007-08-25T10:16:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T14:52:55.093+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='state of the nation'/><title type='text'>back to school (groan)</title><content type='html'>The intro of &lt;a href="http://gulfnews.com/nation/Education/10148907.html"&gt;this article on the increasing costs of school supplies &lt;/a&gt;made me smile:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;The phrase "back to school" has struck fear into the hearts of children for decades, but increasingly, parents as well are beginning to dread the beginning of term&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's true...stationery supplies, uniforms, shoes and backpacks and the other 12396473625631626 school essentials that one's kids insist they &lt;em&gt;"need, &lt;/em&gt;not want" can make a laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarge hole in one's pocket, without the right strategy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;While the internet is awash with &lt;a href="http://www.ideamarketers.com/?Saving_Money_on_Back_to_School_Expenses_Six_Smart_Shopping_Strategies&amp;articleid=215831"&gt;tips on smart back to school shopping strategies&lt;/a&gt;, we have our own homegrown strategies :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. Ask: Does my child &lt;em&gt;need &lt;/em&gt;this, or merely &lt;em&gt;want &lt;/em&gt;it ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2. Begin early &lt;em&gt;before &lt;/em&gt;the stores are flooded with a mindboggling array of products and harried parents rushing around trying to make sensible purchases from the glut. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This time around we've almost completed our shopping thanks to &lt;a href="http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/2005/09/grandparents-are-non-renewable.html"&gt;Nanu &lt;/a&gt;who sponsored all the pre-emptive shopping trips while she was here, basically buying the kids all that they laid their hands on...&lt;em&gt;jazaahallaahu khayr.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-7667806101510078614?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/7667806101510078614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/7667806101510078614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#7667806101510078614' title='back to school (groan)'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092763.post-3213832431824592239</id><published>2007-08-25T10:04:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T10:11:59.973+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='state of the nation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning languages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fyi'/><title type='text'>make your home reading central</title><content type='html'>our home &lt;em&gt;is &lt;/em&gt;reading central alright (alhamdulillaah), albeit of a slightly &lt;em&gt;different &lt;/em&gt;kind (inside j/k).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's &lt;a href="http://www.scholastic.com/familymatters/read/all/housetour/index.htm"&gt;a really cool "inside look at a home rich in words and language — a home that inspires both kids and adults to read. It's full of ideas that you can quickly and easily replicate in your own home."&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092763-3213832431824592239?l=muslim-kidz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/3213832431824592239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092763/posts/default/3213832431824592239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslim-kidz.blogspot.com/index.html#3213832431824592239' title='make your home reading central'/><author><name>muslim-sisters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13591458868906710732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/1813641394_59772c10fa_o.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
