Hello. It has been a while since i last updated my blog. I hope you readers can forgive me on that. Getting back to the topic, my childhood memories of Ramadhan.
The story goes like this, I started fasting when I was in standard 4. That is 10 years old. As I heard from other kids, when they complete the entire month fasting they will get a reward. Some were given money and some were given toys. For me, there will be nothing at the end of 30 days of fasting. This is because my father always said to me and my siblings that we shouldn't fast for the sake of the money but for Allah S.W.T. So he wanted to train us from the beginning to fast for Allah.
The funny thing is, my mother is an entirely different story. She would always say to me that if I can fast without breaking it, she would buy or make all kinds of food that I love. For example, back then I'm a huge fan of doughnuts. Give me any kind of them and I can finish it in two bites. Then after breaking our fast together, each one of us will go to our room and do Maghrib. I can still remember the drowsiness that I felt when it is time to go to Solat Terawih. It must be because I'm full of all the food that I ate. Still, I never miss Solat Terawih.
Now, I would like to tell a story about my little sister. The reason why I want to tell about her because I find it quiet funny. In the first year of she fasting, it was going smooth but she will be whining all day and always asked us ''what time is it?'' or ''is it Maghrib already?''. So one day, the weather was really hot and me and my sister came back from school as usual. Usually I would watch the TV with her thorough out the evening while waiting for Maghrib. But this one time she was not with me. So I looked everywhere for her as I should take care of her. Finally, I was shocked with what I saw. She was sleeping with her head in the fridge. The funny thing was, she was really sleeping! Like there was nothing unusual with her. So I woke her up and told her to get a shower and go to sleep in her room.
Hope you guys enjoyed reading my blog. After this, Raya. Bye.
The story goes like this, I started fasting when I was in standard 4. That is 10 years old. As I heard from other kids, when they complete the entire month fasting they will get a reward. Some were given money and some were given toys. For me, there will be nothing at the end of 30 days of fasting. This is because my father always said to me and my siblings that we shouldn't fast for the sake of the money but for Allah S.W.T. So he wanted to train us from the beginning to fast for Allah.
The funny thing is, my mother is an entirely different story. She would always say to me that if I can fast without breaking it, she would buy or make all kinds of food that I love. For example, back then I'm a huge fan of doughnuts. Give me any kind of them and I can finish it in two bites. Then after breaking our fast together, each one of us will go to our room and do Maghrib. I can still remember the drowsiness that I felt when it is time to go to Solat Terawih. It must be because I'm full of all the food that I ate. Still, I never miss Solat Terawih.
Now, I would like to tell a story about my little sister. The reason why I want to tell about her because I find it quiet funny. In the first year of she fasting, it was going smooth but she will be whining all day and always asked us ''what time is it?'' or ''is it Maghrib already?''. So one day, the weather was really hot and me and my sister came back from school as usual. Usually I would watch the TV with her thorough out the evening while waiting for Maghrib. But this one time she was not with me. So I looked everywhere for her as I should take care of her. Finally, I was shocked with what I saw. She was sleeping with her head in the fridge. The funny thing was, she was really sleeping! Like there was nothing unusual with her. So I woke her up and told her to get a shower and go to sleep in her room.
Hope you guys enjoyed reading my blog. After this, Raya. Bye.
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