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vnchild of her own, a son, about the
same age as Muhammad. “They
can grow up together, as friends, “
she thought, “And play and go on
desert adventures”.
As she travelled home, she won-
dered how she would feed the chil-
dren, for back at home her sheep
and goats were thin and the crops
had dried. But she hoped that Allah
would bless her because she had
kindly taken the orphan child
Her prayers were answered. When
she returned to her desert village,
and to her little house, a wonderful
sight met her eyes. The sheep and
camels were fat and strong, and
their udders were swollen with milk.
The small patch of grass around her
tiny house had stretched out over
the dunes and now looked like a
green, grassy meadow. The date
palms too were bending over, heavy
with all their juicy dates, and her