In a noisy home, Hajar learns to slow down when rushing through her Qur’an no longer feels right.
Page 1
The afternoon sun dipped low,
but the living room was still full of noise.
Crash! Bang! Thump!
Blocks tumbled across the floor.
In the kitchen, a pot clinked and stirred.
Hajar pressed her hands over her ears.
Page 2
She wanted to read Allah’s words.
But the sounds bumped into her thoughts,
and her mind felt busy.
Hajar looked around the room.
Page 3
Near the window,
she noticed a small, empty corner.
The sounds felt farther away there.
“I want to read properly,”
Hajar whispered.
Maybe this corner could help.
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The afternoon sun dipped low,
but the living room was still full of noise.
Crash! Bang! Thump!
Blocks tumbled across the floor.
In the kitchen, a pot clinked and stirred.
Hajar pressed her hands over her ears.
