Islamic stories

Omar sighed, a big, long sigh that made his shoulders droop. He was sitting on the floor of his living room, surrounded by a mountain of building blocks, toy cars, and action figures. His little sister, Layla, had just finished a whirlwind of playtime, and the mess was epic. “Omar,” his mom called gently from the kitchen. “Please help clean …

  Omar had been feeling much better ever since he tidied up that mountain of toys last week. The story of Anas ibn Malik that his mom had told him made him realize how wonderful it was to do even small tasks with a willing heart. He no longer sighed “Ugh!” when his mom asked for help. Instead, he would …