Such a wonderful idea, Mashallah! One to implement in our Islamic schools/Madressas?
A few years ago, an idea was hatched… Alhamdulillah, last Sunday it finally came into fruition!
Our Madressa held a Knowing Allah Day for children in years 3 and 4, with a slightly simplified version for years 1 and 2 (will share this later). Am very excited to share it here with you!
There were 8 stations, each one focussed on a different name and characteristic of Allah…
*Many of these activities were inspired by Prayer Spaces in School!
Each child got this to tick off as they went through each station. They took this home to remind them of what they had explored during the day.
Al-Khaliq: The Creator
Here the children talked about how Allah has made each and every single one of us, and how we are all unique and perfect as we are.
The children looked at mirrors and compared their similarities (2 eyes, 1 nose) but then started noticing how each was also very different.
They then put their thumbprints on the poster and explored it further with magnifying glasses, noting that no 2 fingerprints are the same!
Ash Shakoor: The Rewarder of Thankfulness
At this station, the concept of thankfulness was explored, and how Allah loves those who are thankful, and gives them even more.
The children jumped on a trampoline to tap into a happy state, and shouted out something or someone that made them happy.
They then thought about the fact that it was Allah who gave them these blessings. They wrote this blessing down on a ribbon and tied on the tree, saying thank you to Allah as they did so.
Al Ghaffar: The Forgiving One
At this station, the children talked about how we all make mistakes which we feel sorry for. Allah is so Forgiving, He forgives our mistakes is we realise what we have done and say sorry.
The children sat and wrote something they had done and wanted to say sorry for – they wrote this in invisible ink and then went into the den to put it away into the chest secretly,… to emphasise that we try and hide the bad we have done and feel ashamed of it.
Then then discussed how sometimes people do things that hurt us, and how we too, should forgive. With that in time, they dropped a tablet into water and watched it fizzed into nothing as they thought of a hurt done to them which the now forgave as they said the name Al Ghaffar – until the hurt was all gone!
Al Qaadir: The Most Able
At this station the children talked about how we all have worries, which sometimes weigh us down and make us feel worried and sad.
The children wrote down a worry and put it on either end of a weight and picked it up, exploring how heavy that felt. They then were reminded of the fact that Allah is Al-Qaadir and able to deal with any problem, big or small, and how we should try our best but ultimately leave our problems with Him.
So the children picked up the weights and notes and popped it into the Worries Box, leaving the weights and notes inside – metaphorically and physically leaving everything with Him!
Al Mujeeb: The Responsive One
At this station, the children were asked to go into sajda and think about their hopes and wishes – in short, their duas. They were taught about the fact that in sajda, we are at our humblest and closest to Allah.
They were then asked to write this wish out and fold into a Dua Flower. This dua flower was placed in water…and lo and behold, the flower slowly started blooming! The chidlren were reminded that Allah is Al-Mujeeb and He is the One who responds to this blossoming dua!
Al Muhaimin: The Protector
At this station, the children contemplated on family and friends that they had around the world. This was expanded to then also include the fact that all Muslims are brothers and sisters and have to care about each other, as well as all other humanity across the world.
They discussed Allah being the Protector, and how although these people are far away, we can still pray for Allah to protect them.
The children wrote out either a name of family or friends or a message for people, found the place on the map that they were and stuck it down.
Ar Rahman: The Compassionate
At this station the children talked about friendship, and how just as Allah is so kind and compassionate to us, so we should be to our friends.
The children took a petal and wrote a name and dua or message for a friend, and stuck it on the Ar-Rahman flower.…
They also talked about how sometimes friends fight, and we should always try and make up and be friends again, or pray for and help others to do the same.
They took a zip and, while thinking of either themselves with someone or two other friends they wanted to make up/be close to again, zipped up the two strands while they said Ar-Rahman.
Al Khabeer: The Fully Aware
At this station, the children looked at the concept of Allah being aware of everything, everywhere.
Experimenting with placing fingers on the plasma ball allowed them to actually see how we can be connected to the source, wherever and whenever we touch, even if many fingers are touching at the same time!
The children then thought about one question they would like to ask Allah, and wrote this down. Their questions and duas to Allah were very insightful and clever!
To download the posters, click here.
A great video to show children when talking about Allah, and His love for us…
“Memorising and understanding Allah’s Names and Attributes can be a difficult task especially for children. Children learn at their own pace, which means sometimes it may take some time.”
Read the full article here: http://www.muslimkidsguide.com/5-ideas-to-help-children-memorise-allahs-names-and-attributes/
A powerful 40 seconds to show our kids who truly protects us…
If you’re ever trying to teach your children the wisdom behind the difficult times that Allah puts us through, this past week has so much to offer…
I tend not to share political posts here, but these seem to be so appropriate in sharing with our children that there is always a bigger picture out there, and when Allah says that there will be ease after difficulty, He means it!
Take for example, the story and picture you must have seen by now of the refugee carrying his son who was kicked down by the camera woman. His story was spotlighted because of that and it became known that he was a soccer coach, and has since been asked to coach a team in Spain, and his son not only met Ronaldo but accompanied him into a game!
Then there’s the story of Ahmed, who built a clock and got ARRESTED at 14. And yet, the world now knows and admires him and he has offers to the best universities and companies, inlcuding google, MIT, etc. Not only that, but his father buying pizza for the media camped outside made news as well 🙂
Dig a little deeper and there are such stories behind many, many of the sad ones that we see. Surely He does know best!
As parents, we have loads of worries! What will happen to my children when I die, is one of the big ones…
I love this article which reminds us who REALLY takes care and protects our children.
A truly beautiful post on mothers and children and God… read to the end!
“The young mother set her foot on the path of life. “Is this the long way?” she asked.
And the guide said: “Yes, and the way is hard. And you will be old before you reach the end of it. But the end will be better than the beginning.”
But the young mother was happy, and she would not believe that anything could be better than these years.
So she played with her children, and gathered flowers for them along the way, and bathed them in the clear streams; and the sun shone on them, and the young Mother cried, “Nothing will ever be lovelier than this.”
Then the night came, and the storm, and the path was dark, and the children shook with fear and cold, and the mother drew them close and covered them with her mantle, and the children said, “Mother, we are not afraid, for you are near, and no harm can come.”
And the morning came, and there was a hill ahead, and the children climbed and grew weary, and the mother was weary.
But at all times she said to the children, “A little patience and we are there.”
So the children climbed, and when they reached the top they said, “Mother, we would not have done it without you.”
And the mother, when she lay down at night looked up at the stars and said, “This is a better day than the last, for my children have learned fortitude in the face of hardness. Yesterday I gave them courage. Today, I ‘ ve given them strength.”
And the next day came strange clouds, which darkened the earth, clouds of war and hate and evil, and the children groped and stumbled, and the mother said, “Look up. Lift your eyes to the light.”
And the children looked and saw above the clouds an everlasting glory, and it guided them beyond the darkness. And that night the Mother said, “This is the best day of all, for I have shown my children God.”
And the days went on, and the weeks and the months and the years, and the mother grew old and she was little and bent.
But her children were tall and strong, and walked with courage. And when the way was rough, they lifted her, for she was as light as a feather; and at last they came to a hill, and beyond they could see a shining road and golden gates flung wide.
And mother said,”I have reached the end of my journey. And now I know the end is better than the beginning, for my children can walk alone, and their children after them.”
And the children said, “You will always walk with us, Mother, even when you have gone through the gates.”
And they stood and watched her as she went on alone, and the gates closed after her. And they said, “We cannot see her but she is with us still. A Mother like ours is more than a memory. She is a living presence…”
* Your Mother is always with you…
She’s the whisper of the leaves as you walk down the street; she’s the smell of bleach in your freshly laundered socks; she’s the cool hand on your brow when you’re not well.
Your Mother lives inside your laughter. And she’s crystallised in every teardrop.
She’s the place you came from, your first home; and she’s the map you follow with every step you take.
She’s your first love and your first heartbreak, and nothing on earth can separate you. Not time, not space… not even death! *