Naima B. Robert – Storytime for kids Ramadan Moon
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The transcript describes a story about the month of Easter, where people are recited the verse of Easter by a group of people. They also hear a message about a celebration of the upcoming moon and a message about the New Easter. The story is described as a sad and sad but inspiring story.
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the you know what I love about the month of Ramadan. What I love the
most is looking up at the moon and the night sky and praying to Allah
Subhanallah salah. It sounds amazing. Talking of the moon.
There's a lovely story that's coming up and it's all about
moods. Why don't you all at home go and find a comfy spot to listen
to this wonderful story
Salama Assalamu Aleikum I'm glad you have come to storytime today.
Today's story is all about the Ramadan men, and it's by name abhi
Robert.
Ramadan, the month of fasting doesn't begin all at once. It
begins with a whisper and a prayer and wish as the month of Ramadan
approach. We searched the sky for a sign waiting, anticipating that
Siva sliver of brightness, the shedding light crescent, that is
the Ramadan moon and when the New Moon is seen, what wonderful
excitement, the news spreads like wildfire, through cities, towns
and villages, across deserts, and grasslands, into each and every
home and Muslims of every nation have every agent every hue or join
the celebration of the arrival of the moon is here Ramadan is the
month of Mercy has begun. An N mosque after mosque of every shape
and size. Men or women and children will all stand up to
pray. The Imam we recite the verses of the book that was
revealed hundreds upon hundreds upon hundreds of years ago. So now
we all wake up to eat in the dark before doing sleepy math for the
day ahead. While the silence city sleeps, then dad's clear voice
rings up all of us to prayer. Our family bows like one body before
the break of day. India we feel hungry, whatever sounds that
makes us
a little hung on very grateful. And each night the moon was full
of like ripe and tender fruit shining on houses filled with
laughter and mosques alive with prayer. Each night they come and
pain the season congregation through reflection the words of
the Lord in silence celebration.
During the day we keep busy with all sorts of good deeds, our
voices flow with the words of God. In unplanned harmonies. We look
for things to give away, collect money for charity. Be kinder,
caring and polite. Try harder not to get angry. Now the Ramadan Moon
is round a full a bright savor medallion, but with a special
Secret Circle. See that half the month is gone. We watch her as she
wanes, losing a sliver every night until we reach the last 10 days.
Those last 10 days tinged with sadness. When we tried to share
more, pray more, do more and give more.
And we look for the Knights of power better than 1000 knights
that anxious battle night when we ask for all that we desire. wishes
upon wishes and prayer upon prayer.
But then the last seven days become the last five last four
nights become the last three. The last two the last
and when the new crescent moon is seen and the IDI is enhanced. The
Muslim world rejoices for our festival has begun. For ADA will
be haircuts. I'm pressing
and visitors and brand new clothes that Russell as we walk
in the morning there will be the Eid prayer charity for the poor.
Family and friends parties and outings, sweets and treats and
more.
But all that says tomorrow tonight the city sleeps as I look out at
the night sky. We smile is bittersweet. Goodbye great month
of mercy. Hope to see you soon. Please hurry back myself a friend.
My beautiful Ramadan me. That's the end of Jesse's story. I hope
you enjoyed it. A salon
that was a beautiful story.
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