Whether you’re the older, middle or youngest sister and whether you’re still living with your siblings or you’re living away, being a good sister requires tolerance, patience and a willingness to find the time to connect.
1. Being Thoughtful. Remember your sibling’s birthday. Surprise them with presents to make them feel happy. Excite them with a party and invite their friends. You will be as happy as your siblings.
2. Help your sibling do work. When you see your sibling doing homework, ask the if they need help. Then sit beside them and teach them what they want to know. Help them whether it’s housework or homework.
3. Spend time with your siblings. Run around with them. Bring them to the playground. Arrange sibling trips and bring them on vacation.
4.Keeping the peace. Make it a rule not to tease your siblings. Learn to compromise. Say sorry when you’ve hurt their feelings.
5. Stand up for your sibling. When you see your sibling being bullied at school, do something fast. Tell the bully to clear of or you’ll tell a teacher.
A Muslim child should respect and appreciate his or her parents on a daily basis.Throughout the Quran, we notice that parents are mentioned with appreciation and respect.
1. Honor your parents. Don’t lie to them, and don’t do any sneaky stuff, because they know what you’re doing anyway. Respect them and don’t disobey their orders.
2. Get along with your family. Be kind to your brothers and sisters. Take them to the park so your mum and dad can rest at home.
3.Do as you would like to be done to you to your parents. Listen to your parents and make everyone feel good. Bring them to places they want to go as if repaying the price when your parents took you on a vacation.
Become a better child by listening to this advice and your family will Insyaallah, live happily ever after.
Over a river there was a very narrow bridge. One day a goat was crossing this bridge. Just at the middle of the bridge he met another goat. There was no room for them to pass.
“Go back,” said one goat to the other, “there is no room for both of us”.
“Why should I go back?”, said the other goat. “Why should not you go back?”
” You must go back”, said the first goat, “because I am stronger than you.”
“You are not stronger than I”, said the second goat.
“We will see about that”, said the first goat, and he put down his horns to fight.
“Stop!”, said the second goat. ” If we fight, we shall both fall into the river and be drowned. Instead I have a plan- I shall lie down, and you may walk over me.”
Then the wise goat lay down on the bridge, and the other goat walked lightly over him. So they passed each other, and went on their ways.
A mouse was having a very bad time. She could find no food at all. She looked here and there, but there was no food, and she grew very thin.
At last the mouse found a basket, full of corn. There was a small hole in the basket, and she crept in. She could just get through the hole.Then she began to eat the corn. Being very hungry, she ate a great deal, and went on eating and eating. She had grown very fat before she felt that she had had enough.
When the mouse tried to climb out of the basket, she could not. She was too fat to pass through the hole.” How shall I climb out?” said the mouse. “oh, how shall I climb out?”Just then a rat came along, and he heard the mouse.”Mouse,” said the rat, “if you want to climb out of the basket, you must wait till you have grown as thin as you were when you went in.”
Once upon a time there was a lion who always wanted to be an astronaut so he studied really, really hard.
And when he studied, all of his lion friends were out playing. And when he studied, all of his lion friends were watching TV. When he studied, all of his lion friends were eating all of the other animals in sight…because that is what lions do.
But this lion, he really, really wanted to be an astronaut, and he knew it took lots and lots of work, so he worked and he worked and worked some more. And he kept on working until…., ”what’s that smell, it smells very rotten, is that you?”
So the lion became an astronaut very quick to get away from that smell and he was shooting through space. Swooooooh. And he was very happy and then all of a sudden on his first mission he met something amazing….
A few weeks ago, my class and the other Year 4 classes went on a field trip. I couldn’t wait to gobut I also felt a little bit worried. The reason is, I’ve never been on a school trip since I entered this school. So I didn’t know what to bring or where everyone will be gathering before leaving school.
We went to two different places. One is the Islamic Arts Museum or IAMM which is located near the National Mosque in Kuala Lumpur. The moment we arrived we saw beautiful art exhibits everywhere. The carved ceiling made the building look more interesting in my view.
When we were all gathered, the museum staff gave a briefing about the museum. Each group was given a sheet to fill in with the facts in each gallery in the museum. It was tricky solving the questions but my group managed to get nearly all of the questions right. When all the groups have completed their quizzes, we were on our way to the chocolate factory.
The moment I stepped out of the bus at the chocolate factory, the rich smell of chocolate filled my nose. My mouth was watering as I went into the factory. But somehow I didn’t seem hungry when I had a look around.
I was interested in all the facts and history about chocolate. There was even a whole corner full of exhibits about cocoa beans.Then, we took a tour around the factory and saw how the delicious chocolate we eat today was made. Soon, the tour was completed. When the teachers let us go to the chocolate shop, everyone was running, snatching all the delicious chocolates from the shelves. The shop was almost empty.Once everyone was ready, we all grabbed our bags and headed to the bus.
On the way back to school, everyone sat happily staring at the window, thinking of more adventures that might come after this……..
Hi, today I’ll tell you about my jungle tracking experience a couple of days ago when I went camping at Lubok Manggis camp and resort. It was early in the morning when we had our breakfast and got ready for the trip.
When everyone was ready, we started the long, tiring journey to find the waterfall. First we went pass the other camps and resorts. Then we went into the jungle. We passed lakes, slippery mud, dried leaves and deep puddles.
My clothes were wet, shoes were soaking, hands shaking, legs aching. It was a tiring journey without having a rest. I was itching a lot. There was mosquitoes everywhere. One of them managed to get up my sleeve.
At last, we found the waterfall. We all splashed about while the organizer sorted out the other things. It was fun. The water was freezing. I fell on the rocks many times. Some of my friends got sucked by leeches. My teachers got sucked too. They were bleeding.
When we were all tired and hungry, we cooked noodles in bamboo tubes. Once everyone was full the teachers let us play a bit more in the water before we headed home. The journey back to the camp was an even longer walk. We were all exhausted by the time we reached our campsite.
So that’s my experience inside the jungle. What’s yours?
Two little girls playing in the sun
one wore a scarf, the other wore none.
“Why do you wear a scarf?” asked the one without,
the other little girl said without a doubt
“Allah loves me to cover my hair
so that little boys won’t stand and stare,
when I grow up what I really want to be
is a well dressed Muslim lady like my pretty Mummy.”
Here is a poem written by me. It is about how to be good to our neighbors.
To your neighbors lend a hand,
Show them that you understand.
They have the rights we have to protect,
Show them kindness and respect.
When they are in trouble, help repair,
For your neighbors you have to care.
Lend an ear and listen too,
If they are worried help them through.
To your neighbors give a smile,
Spend time with them for a while.
Give your neighbor all his needs,
And Allah will reward your deeds.
I hope you like the poem and will learn a lesson from this poem. thank you.
It’s the month of Ramadhan! All muslims have to do lots of things in the month of Ramadhan. Today I’ll be telling you about my routine. I practice this routine throughout the whole month.
First of all, I wake up and Qiyamullail. Qiyamullail is waking up at night. Then I’d go downstairs and have Sahur. Sahur is eating before daybreak to start the fast. Normally, for Sahur, I’d eat rice, vegetables and meat.
I won’t have lunch because I’m fasting. So when it’s midday, I would read one Juz’ of the Quran. A Juz’ is a chapter of the Quran which is the holy book of Islam. I would read one Juz’ a day so I can khatam this Ramadhan. Khatam means we have finished reciting the whole Quran.
In the evening, I will help my mum get ready for Iftar. Iftar is breaking the fast. then when we hear the Azan, we are allowed to eat. Azan is the call to prayer. We recite dua’ before we eat so we can thank Allah for the blessings he has given us. A dua’ is a supplication.
This is what happens to me in the holy month of Ramadhan. This is my Ramadhan routine. What’s yours?