Probing further, I asked if her teachers or friends at The Big School had recently discussed the issue. She shook her head. I asked because I was curious as to where she had so randomly plucked this heavy topic for her goodnight chat.
We read 2 storybooks before bedtime and they were both light, happy and positive (Fancy Nancy: The Dazzling Book Report and Berenstain Bears: Aquarium).
Then, with big curious and innocent eyes wide open, she started to interrogate me in the dark. Systematically. I realised she has inherited my genes/skill when she sounded so much like me. Note to self to sound positive and less detective!
"Did they put the bodies into an ambulance to take to hospital?
Did they find all the bodies?
Did they have family waiting for them at home?
Do they (family at home) feel sad?
Where do the bodies go?
Where does each life go?
Where is Heaven?
Why is there only fire in Hell?
I want to sleep and visit Heaven. Can I?"
I tried my best to level with her and answer her as straight-forwardly/factually as possible. I know she understood it all because she seemed quite satisfied with the answers. For a moment, I thought an Angel was amongst us *such a light feeling*
Oh, my sweetheart, please wake up for school tomorrow and not leave Mummy. I know you came from Allah and to Him you will return.
But. Not a doubt His Will type of but. Just. Plain. But. Mums will know this powerful bond and love.
Oh, my sweetheart. May you live longer as anak solehah, Amin!
Amin! Such a sweet little girl being concern and all :)
ReplyDeleteSalam Puan L,
DeleteAlhamdulillah she woke up bright and happy this morning. Thank you for your kind notes as always :)