Amira sat cross-legged on the soft carpet, her eyes filled with curiosity as she glanced at the Quran. Her mother, Layla, joined her with a kind smile, her gentle presence radiating wisdom and warmth. "Are you ready to begin, my dear?"
Amira nodded enthusiastically, her heart fluttering with excitement at the journey she was about to embark on.
Layla gently guided Amira's finger over the beautifully written lines. "Each word is like a gem, carrying the light of knowledge," she explained softly. Amira listened intently, her eyes tracing the elegant script as her mother's voice wove tales of wisdom and truth.
Amira paused, a question forming in her mind. "Mama, why is the Quran so special?" she asked, her voice tinged with wonder. Layla smiled, her eyes reflecting the depth of her answer. "It is a guide, a comfort, and a source of strength for us. It teaches us kindness and compassion," she replied.
Amira felt a warm glow in her heart, a connection to the words she was learning. "I feel like the Quran is speaking to me, Mama," she whispered, her voice filled with awe. Layla nodded, understanding the profound bond her daughter was forming with the sacred text.
Layla placed a loving hand on Amira's shoulder. "Learning the Quran is a lifelong journey, and today you've taken the first step," she encouraged. Amira smiled, a sense of accomplishment warming her chest.
Amira lay in bed, her thoughts drifting back to the stories and lessons she had learned. "Thank you, Mama, for sharing this with me," she murmured sleepily. Layla kissed her forehead, whispering a silent prayer for her daughter's journey ahead. The night embraced them, holding the promise of more lessons and discoveries to come.
