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Said, a grandfather and grandson in the western hemisphere: American. Both are a Muslim. Every morning, without exception, the grandfather sat in his chair in front of the fireplace and with a serene chanting the verses of the Koran. Urged his curiosity, the grandson asked, "Why Grandpa always read the Koran? Routine, every morning?" Apparently, according to the grandson, it is difficult to understand the content of the verses of the Koran is, even after reading the translation. "Why force yourself to read something we do not understand?"
Hearing the question, the grandfather was silent. Instead of answering, the grandfather even told her grandson to take place wicker basket of charcoal from the fireplace. The grandfather told his grandson to fetch water in a river near their homes using jet black basket former site of the charcoal.
Although it did not understand and a little dissatisfied because the question was not answered, the boy. He walked toward the river and take water with the basket. But the water never collects in basket: basket is made of rattan and water coming easily seeping out.
The boy told the matter to his grandfather, it is impossible to draw water using the wicker basket. The old man told him to try again. Dutifully, the grandson returned to the river and scooped water with the basket. Predictable: the water was quickly seeping out. Thinking hard, the grandson decided to run while carrying a basket of water. Perhaps upon arrival at the house there is still water left in the basket.
Still, the basket was empty when he went to reach his home. The water was already spilling out along the journey. Do not accept failure, the grandfather told the grandson still to return to the river and take water with the wicker basket.
Many times the grandson ran from the river to his house carrying a basket of water. Each time he adds the speed. But the result remains the same: the river water had never come to her house, before his grandfather. Panting, the grandson finally told his grandfather that is really impossible to take water with the wicker basket.
In order to hear the statement grandson, the grandfather smiled. He took his grandson approached. Then said, "That's my grandson. Sorry to make you tired. Indeed there is no water up to here. But look, are there changes that can you see in the basket?" The boy noticed a basket that had been brought for the first time. It is true, he did not realize it before because it is too concentrated think of ways to bring water with the basket, but the basket was jet black as charcoal is now clean, colored seasli rattan as materials maker.
"Such was reading the Quran," said the grandfather. "Maybe this time we do not yet understand the meaning, not yet understand pengamalannya. But without us knowing it, the verses that we recite every time it makes our hearts clean from the stains of life, from the bad properties of mortals who may dwell in our hearts . Frequently granddaughter read the Qur'an, as a liver purifier, "the grandfather smiled closing wejangannya.
The boy was still sitting a little tired with panting breath, but he nodded knowingly. His curiosity satisfied, he can something valuable that day.
