Jamal sat on a wooden bench, his legs swinging back and forth as he watched the other children play. The park was alive with energy, but his eyes were fixed on Mr. Muhammad, who was sitting beside him, exuding a calm and thoughtful aura. "Dad, why do some people always follow what others do?"
Mr. Muhammad smiled gently, his gaze following a group of kids who were running in a single line, mimicking one another without question. "That's a good question, Jamal. Some people feel safer doing what everyone else is doing, even if it's not the best choice for them."
Mr. Muhammad leaned forward, his voice soft yet firm. "Do you remember the story of Martin Luther King Jr.?" Jamal nodded eagerly. "He was a leader because he chose to stand up for what was right, even when it was difficult."
Jamal listened intently, absorbing every word. "So, a leader is someone who thinks for themselves and makes their own choices?"
Jamal pondered his father's words, his eyes now on the horizon. Mr. Muhammad placed a reassuring hand on his son's shoulder. "Exactly. A leader understands the consequences of their actions and chooses their own path. It's important to think about what you believe in and why."
Jamal smiled, feeling a newfound sense of understanding. "I want to be a leader, Dad. I want to think for myself."
Mr. Muhammad nodded, pride evident in his eyes. "And you will be, Jamal. Just remember to always ask yourself why you are making a choice and what the consequences might be."
As they stood up to leave, Jamal took one last look at the children still playing in the park. He felt a sense of determination growing within him, ready to embrace the lessons of leadership his father had imparted.
