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The Woman With Two Belts

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April 20th, 2014 Posted 3:43 pm

Asma’ binti Abu Bakar, is the woman with two belts.                                                                                                                                    Her belts are not really, made of coloured felts.

Qatylah binti Uzza, and Abu Bakar,                                                                                                                                                                         Were the parents of this little bright star.

The story will now begin, so take a seat and enjoy.                                                                                                                                           For now the story might, make you cry with joy.

When the prophet and her father, hijra to Medina.                                                                                                                                           She was ready to help them both, sending food and water.

When she went into the mountains, the mount’s name was Thur,                                                                                                               She rode on her camel, with two seat-belts of course.

One belt was tied to food, and also shiny water.                                                                                                                                                  The other was on her waist, to keep from falling over.

When she went up the mountain, she felt very brave.                                                                                                                                     And found her father, and the prophet in the cave.

She gave them all the food, and also all the water.                                                                                                                                             For she was glad to find, her tender-loving father.

She was very happy, as happy as can be.                                                                                                                                                               She lived to tell her tale, known by you and me.

So this is why she was called, Dzatun Nithaqain.                                                                                                                                                The woman with the two belts, make her father and her join.

So now you know the story of, the woman with two belts.                                                                                                                            Now I have to go, before my ice-cream melts. Bye…..



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Asma’ binti Abu Bakar As-Siddiq

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April 13th, 2014 Posted 4:13 pm

Asma binti Abu Bakar As-Siddiq was born in Makkah before Islam was revealed to the Prophet Muhammad (pbuh). Her parents were Abu Bakar As-Siddiq and Qattylah binti Uzza. Abu Bakar was only 21 when Asma’ was born.

Asma’ was one of the first believers in Islam. She was the fifteenth person to accept the religion. She begun to learn about Islam through her father, who was a close companion of the prophet (pbuh).

Asma’ was a very brace and sincere person. She was always loyal to the people around her. One day, when she was carrying dates in a basket on her head, the prophet was passing by and wanted to help bring Asma’ home. Asma’ refused the request politely because she was afraid her husband would be upset if she came home with another man.

She has shown her bravery throughout her life. She is very courageous and very cofident of doing anything for the sake of Allah. She fought in the battle of Yarmouk with her strength. The muslims were totally outnumbered, even with strong women and brave boys but they were still confident.

One day, after her father and the Prophet (pbuh) migrated, Asma’ was left with her blind and old grandfather, Abu Quhafah. When he realized that his son had migrated, he was sad. Then he was worried whether he had left any cash for him and his family. He said that they had about four or five thousand Dinars in the house and her father had taken it all for the needs of the journey. But she comforted the old man saying there was plenty in the house. To convince him she collected some pebbles that were of the size of Dinars, these she put in a pot and spread a cloth over them. Then she guided his old hands over the cloth, Abu Quhafah was very pleased that his son had not left them bear handed. Asma’ had done this for the old man’s peace of mind, but in truth Abu Bakr As-Siddiq with a strong faith in Allah, had taken his all to spend in the way of Allah and His Messenger.

Sadly, Asma’ binti Abu Bakar, the brave warrior, the loyal wife, the sincere granddaughter died a few day after his son was killed. When she died, she was 100 years old. She lived a splendid life, but her stories lives on until now…..




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How to be polite like a the prophet’s princesses

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April 6th, 2014 Posted 12:39 pm

Today I’ll tell you how to be polite when receiving gifts, helping people, calling someone and when seeking permission to enter also when asking questions. Read this and you’ll be as polite as a princess.

When receiving gifts, it’s good to say thank you, or if you’re a muslim say ‘ Jazakallahu khairan’. The best way to do it is to say Jazakallah and smile to the person. Wait for her to give you the present, don’t just snatch it from her hands. Don’t just snatch and not say a word.

When helping people, be sincere. The best way is to be sincere and make sure the person we’re helping is okay and stay with the person until the problem is settled. Don’t just go away once you’ve helped her. For example, your friend was pushed over by a bully. You helped your friend to her feet. Then stay until the bully has said sorry to your friend. Make sure she’s fine then you can go.

When seeking permission to enter a house, ask politely and give salam if you’re asking a muslim. The best way to do this is to knock on the door and give salam. Then ask if you can enter. If there is no door then knock on a wall or anything to get attention. Don’t just barge into someone’s property. Even if it is your property, you still have to knock and give salam. For example, you just came home from work. You want to get inside, but first you knock, give salam and then enter.

When asking questions, ask politely. The best way to do it is to ask politely and ask important things only. Don’t ask things like ‘How much do you weigh?’ or ‘ How many times do you wash your hands in a day?’ When asking try to not hurt their feelings when asking about family problems or other relationships. For example, ‘ When did your great grandfather pass away?’ or ‘Why did your parents divorce?’. If you have hurt their feelings, then confort and reassure them.

When calling someone, call using a polite name. The best way to do it is to call politely and praise her. You can always just ask politely. Don’t call someone using an un-polite way. It can be very harsh and can hurt someones feeling or make the other people around you feel shocked. For example, you’re in your class and a girl wants to borrow something from you. She just says ‘ Hey, let me borrow your eraser,’. It could hurt your feelings and your other classmates would be shocked with her manners because she just said ‘hey’ and didn’t even say your name.

That’s all from me today. Bye.


How to become a brill muslim student

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April 5th, 2014 Posted 3:35 pm

Today I’ll tell you how to be a good muslim student. You will learn what to do when you are in the classroom, when you meet someone and when talking.

When talking, you must talk politely. The best way to talk is by talking in a polite language and slowly so that the person hearing can understand clearly. Talking really fast is fine but it’s better to speak gently. Don’t talk in a harsh sort of language. It can hurt people’s feelings and confuse them. For example, you’re talking to a friend of yours and you talk in an un-polite language.

When you meet someone, give salam or answer properly. If you don’t pronounce it properly you might be getting sins. The best way is to say it properly and smile to the person. We don’t have to shout, it’s better to say gently. For example, if that person is only a short distance away from you, you can just give salam normally.

When you are in a classroom or the school hall  listen to what the teacher says. The best way is to do it is listening carefully and not talking. We can talk but talk about what we’re learning. Don’t shout and run about in the room while the teacher is teaching.

How do you behave?

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Netball poem

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March 29th, 2014 Posted 2:24 pm

N-ever ever boring

E-verything’s fun

T-hursday is netball day

B-ouncy balls

A-lways refreshing

L-eafy court

L-ively game

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Playing our position

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March 28th, 2014 Posted 11:27 am

Centre as my favorite position

And when I play it, I am on a mission.


A mission to fight, to stand in the light

We play as centre, day or night.

14 playing on the court,

doesn’t matter tall or short.





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Netball is awesome!!!! (poem)

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March 27th, 2014 Posted 11:28 am

Netball is an awesome game, which is my favourite sport.

I always get excited, when I am on the court.



We passed the ball and then we scored,

All of our friends just screamed and roared.

The whistle’s blown, the game is done,

We have more scores, then we have won!



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Red Warriors are the Champions! (part 2)

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March 26th, 2014 Posted 3:47 pm

We were waiting for answers. Then the headteacher announced,” 4th place goes to…… yellow. 3rd place goes to…..blue. 2nd place goes to…….green, and 1st place goes to………….RED!!!!!.

We felt very happy and excited. I was absolutely speechless. I thought we wouldn’t win because we didn’t win much of the events.. My friends were cheering and jumping up and down.

After a while, we were taken back to school. When we arrived at school, we saw a smile on every member of the red team.

So that’s what happened that day…..

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REDS poem

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March 25th, 2014 Posted 4:53 pm

R- eally realistic: in making appearance

E-xciting cheers: Fire to Fire, Dust to Dust

D-aring Dynamic: at doing sports

S-uper Duper: at everything good.


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Red Champions! (poem)

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March 25th, 2014 Posted 3:21 pm

We are the warriors,

We are the reds,

We are the glorious,

We just ate bread.


We are the champions,

The red team have won,

We are not Italian,

Our work here is done.


The practicing was fun,

But now we have the trophy,

We know it’s time to run,

To grab a cup of coffee.

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