saima11
Junior Member
Diamonds And Pearls
The following incident took place when Muhammed Ali's daughters arrived at his home wearing clothes that are not modest. Here is the story as told in detail by one of his daughters:
When we finally arrived, the chauffer escorted my youngest sister, Laila, and me to my father's suite. As usual, he was hiding behind the door waiting to scare us. We exchanged hugs and kisses as we could possibly give in one day.
My father took a good look at us. Then he sent me down in his lap and said something I will never forget. He looked me straight in the eyes and said, "Hana, everything that God made valuable in the world covered and hard to get to. Where do you find diamonds? Deep down in the ground, covered and protected. Where do you find pearls? Deep down at the bottom of the ocean, covered up and protected in a beautiful shell. Where do you find gold? Way down and in the mine, covered over with layers and layers of rock. You've got to work hard to get them."
He looked at me with serious eyes. "Your body is sacred. You're far more precious than diamonds and pearls, and you should be covered too."
The following incident took place when Muhammed Ali's daughters arrived at his home wearing clothes that are not modest. Here is the story as told in detail by one of his daughters:
When we finally arrived, the chauffer escorted my youngest sister, Laila, and me to my father's suite. As usual, he was hiding behind the door waiting to scare us. We exchanged hugs and kisses as we could possibly give in one day.
My father took a good look at us. Then he sent me down in his lap and said something I will never forget. He looked me straight in the eyes and said, "Hana, everything that God made valuable in the world covered and hard to get to. Where do you find diamonds? Deep down in the ground, covered and protected. Where do you find pearls? Deep down at the bottom of the ocean, covered up and protected in a beautiful shell. Where do you find gold? Way down and in the mine, covered over with layers and layers of rock. You've got to work hard to get them."
He looked at me with serious eyes. "Your body is sacred. You're far more precious than diamonds and pearls, and you should be covered too."
Im much more comfortable wearing more conservative clothes, alhamdilah. In reality who wants horrid men letching over them anway? 