The circle turns and the glorious days of Hajj return again, alhamdulillah, full of blessings for those fortunate enough to go on Hajj, and full of blessings for the rest of us staying at home too….these days magnify our good works, demonstrating yet again the magnanimity of Allah Mighty and Majestic.

A mother on a homeschooling list I belong to asked if anyone had a skit dealing with the story of Hajar, may Allah be pleased with her, and Zam Zam. That put me in mind of the very happy memories I have from being in the classroom these past years and doing activities with children to develop a love and yearning in them for the truths of their tradition.

A skit has its difficulties sometimes…it seems that children are not to be allowed to play the parts of the Prophets, or the Companions, which is always a little hard, because playing roles is how young children learn best. I pray that someday I might have the opportunity to talk in depth with a fiqh master about these subjects. Perhaps, since there is a big difference between a classroom or household of small children trying to grow and learn and a “theater company” of adults portraying roles for show rather than for play, there could be a different ruling…only a gingerly asking, since I am not a scholar of fiqh.

For the meantime there are always several ways to skin a cat, as the saying goes. One of those ways is replacing a skit with a group storytelling. Then each child is memorizing small parts of the story, as well as hearing the other parts over and over again as the performance is rehearsed. And for those skittish about having their kids “perform” I say that nothing else really drives stories and images home to the heart like challenging oneself to get them ready to communicate with an audience. It is really hard work and a great occasion for children to rely on Allah and ask Him to perfect their intentions.

So for anyone looking for material for using with children, whether simply to read to them or organize a special event at school or at home, here is a script for a group storytelling. It is in three parts; if it seems long, you can just use part 3 especially for the hajj season. You can divide up the lines however you like depending on the ages of your children and how many there are. You can practice all together sitting in a circle, and when the children have learned their lines you can arange them however you like in the space you are using, sitting or kneeling or standing still, ar even sometimes walking.

Or you could just usethe script for reading aloud to them.

In any case, working out a rhythmic chant for the refrain, and finding a tune for the little song might give lots of enjoyment. I have my own tune, but can’t sing to you over the net, so unless you are a sister and you call me, you are on your own! 🙂

I’d be so happy to know if it was of benefit for you, so please write and let me know!


Ya Allah, teach us the truth of his life, that we may learn to please You and be pleasing to You.

Part 1

(Refrain, sung or chanted, repeated the same way each time:)

La illaha ilAllah Ibrahim, Khalil Allah

“Whoever enters the Station of Sayyidina Ibrahim will find security.” (Qur’an 3:97)

Ya Sayyidina Ibrahim! Peace upon you! Allah gave you wisdom when you were just a child, like me.

We want to tell your story, so that its meanings and lessons will grow in us.

In the Name of Allah, Most Merciful, Most Compassionate

As a boy, Sayyidina Ibrahim hated the statues of wood and stone.

He went to his father in his workshop.

“What are these statues  you are carving, Father?” you asked. “Do they benefit you?”

“Our fathers worshipped them,” the old man said proudly.

“Nay, Father! Worship Allah who is Lord of the heavens and the earth.”

Sayyidina Ibrahim hated moon and star worship.

He tried to teach his people. “The moon sets. I love not that which sets. The stars set. I love not that which sets. The sun sets. I love not that which sets.”

He stood up to King Nimrod.

“Allah gives life and causes death.”

But the said, “No! I give life and cause death!”

“Then,” Sayyidina Ibrahim said, “Make the sun rise in the west!”

The king was angry! “Who is this man? Throw him out!”

Sayyidina Ibrahim smashed the idols, so they threw him in the fire. Allah said, “Oh fire! Be cool!” And it was. It was like a garden inside.

Jibreel came to help. “May I bring you something? May I do anything?”

“I rely on Allah alone,” Sayyidina Ibrahim said. And Allah was pleased. May He be pleased with us!”

A man said, “What a big fire!”

A woman said, “It’s burning!”

A girl said,We can’t get near it!”

A grandfather said, “It’s white hot!”

A grandmother said, “Ow! My face is burning!”

A little boy said, “Look! It’s a garden inside!”

The people were surprised.

Then, Sayyidina Ibrahim stepped out of the fire. “I love my father, but I love Allah more. I will leave him. I will leave my homeland for the sake of Allah.”

Sometimes Allah wants something from us, and we can’t understand why. But Sayyidina Ibrahim said, “Yes!” He said, “Yes!” He said, “Yes!” He said, “Yes!” And Allah was pleased with him. May He be pleased with us. May we learn to say, “Yes!”

La illaha illAllah, Ibrahim, Khalil Allah.


La illah illAllah Ibrahim, Khalil Allah

When Sayyidina Ibrahim was very old, he loved his wife Hajar and his son, Ismail.

They were very happy. But Allah wanted something and he said, “YES!”

Allah wanted him to leave Hajar and Ismail at a holy place in the desert.

La illaha ilAllah Ibrahim Khalil Allah

Sayyidina Ibrahim, you took them to the desert. When you started to go away, Hajar said,

“Sayyidina Ibrahim, where are you going? Where are you going? Where are you going? Sayyidina Ibrahim, has Allah asked you to do this?”

Yes,” he answered.

And Hajar said, “Then we will rely on Him.”

Sayyidina Ibrahim prayed and prayed for them. “O Allah. Give them fruits! Send them people who will love them!”

Hajar ran back and forth between Safa and Marwa seven times. She was frightened. The baby was crying. She was praying.

Then she saw the Angel Jibreel. He kicked the sand and the waters of Zam Zam gushed out!

Hajar ran to the water. She drank some. She gave some to her baby. She washed her face, and her baby’s face. She made a deep place in the sand for the water to make a pool.

Birds came to share the water. “Caw, caw, caw,” they sang.

Far far away, people saw the birds. One man said, “Look! Birds! There must be water!”

His friend said, “Let’s go and see!”

They went across the wide sands to the well and saw Hajar and Ismail. Allah made them want to help them.

From miles around other people came to the well of Zam Zam. They began building the city of Mecca.

Ismail and Hajar were the beginnings of the city of Mecca!

Sayyidina Ibrahim, you didn’t want to leave your family in the desert, but you wanted what Allah wanted, and so you said, “Yes” to Allah. And Allah gave so much in return!

It’s always that way. We take one step towards Allah, He takes ten steps towards us!

Sometimes Allah wants something from us, and we can’t understand why. But Sayyidina Ibrahim said, “Yes!”

He said, “Yes!” He said, “Yes!” He said, “Yes!”

And Allah was pleased with him. May He be pleased with us. May we learn to say, “Yes!”

Mecca is a city of peace, alhamdulillah.

Mecca is a city of peace, alhamdulillah.

Mecca is a city of peace, alhamdulillah.

Alhamdulillah, alhamdulillah, alhamdulillah.

(It isn’t difficult to make up a tune for these lines, that everyone will sing together.)


La illah illAllah Ibrahim, Khalil Allah

One day years later, Allah asked Sayyidina Ibrahim for something else, something much harder. He asked him to sacrifice his only son Ismail.

He went to see Ismail. The boy was working with a hammer and a chisel.

He said, “As salamualaykum ya Ismail.”

“Wa alaykum as salam, Father.”

“Ismail, I have something…..I have…..I have something to tell you.”

“What is it, Father?”

“I have seen in a vision….”

“Father, what is it?”

“I have seen in a vision that I am to sacrifice you, Ismail.”

Ismail was silent. He didn’t move, not even an eyelash. Sayyidina Ibrahim stood near him and put his hand on his back. After a moment, he asked,  “What do you say, Ismail?”

Ismail felt Allah making his heart very strong. He stood up straight and tall and took a deep breath.

He said, “Do what Allah wills, Father. InshaAllah you will find me one of the patient ones.”

They went out together to a large, flat rock. Sayyidina Ibrahim sharpened his best knife. Sayyidina Ismail lay on the ground with his head on the rock. They both  prayed and prayed.

But they say that when Sayyidina Ibrahim brought the knife to his boy’s neck, it wouldn’t cut! He threw the knife. It clattered to the stone. It cut the stone, just like cheese!

Then they heard a voice. “We reward you! Sacrifice this ram instead, and may peace be on you both!”

Allah sent a fat black ram with big horns. They cut it and gave meat to the poor.

Sayyidina Ibrahim, Allah gave you and your sons and your grandsons the gift of prophethood. Many prophets came from you!

For five thousand years, people have praised you, and remembered you,

and tried to be like you,

and named their sons after you.

and this is ‘Eid al Adha. Alhamdulillah!

La illah illAllah Ibrahim, Khalil Allah.

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