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Bismillāh

Assalāmu ‘alaikum wa Rahmatullāh,

All praise and thanks are due to Allāh (SWT), who blessed us with the Glorious Qur’ān. Abundant salutations be upon our beloved teacher and role model, the first haafidh, Nabi Muhammad (SAW).

Tomorrow will be the first day of the last leg of my memorisation journey. I’m looking forward to getting back into the general routine of life but I’m nervous for two reasons. Firstly, I’ve been on holiday for almost four weeks and although I had a rigorous dhor (back lessons) program that I was supposed to follow, I regretfully didn’t quite keep it up. Secondly, I’m going to find out who my new teacher will be. My hifdh school operates a bit like a secular school in terms of classes – every year the students move on to the next class and the teachers remain teaching the same class. The programme is designed to take four years, from learning the Arabic alphabet to consolidating hifdhul Qur’an. Some students take less time while others take longer.

When the new year starts, students aren’t allowed to begin new lessons until they recite out all of their back lessons. The policy of the school is that you don’t move on until you know what you’ve previously learned. Our principal maintains that this is the policy of the Qur’an, not the policy of our school. I couldn’t agree more. I’m grateful to be doing my hifdh at one of the most reputable hifdh schools in Cape Town, Alhamdulillah. Cape Town has tons of hifdh schools, but unfortunately not all of them are of high standards. I hope that in the future there will be a board to regulate all the hifdh schools so that they all can maintain similar high standards.

It’s going to be hard work for me now until I complete my memorisation and then there’s going to be harder work as I consolidate and work on building up to reciting 3 to 5 ajzaa in one sitting (i.e. consecutively).

I wish there was some ayah or hadith instead, but what resonates with what I feel right now is a song I remember from my Jahiliyyah days that my Matric (Grade 12) class sang at our valedictory:

“The Climb”

I can almost see it.
That dream I’m dreaming, but
There’s a voice inside my head saying
You’ll never reach it
Every step I’m takin’
Every move I make
Feels lost with no direction,
My faith is shakin’
But I, I gotta keep tryin’
Gotta keep my head held high
There’s always gonna be another mountain
I’m always gonna wanna make it move
Always gonna be an uphill battle
Sometimes I’m gonna have to lose
Ain’t about how fast I get there
Ain’t about what’s waitin’ on the other side
It’s the climbThe struggles I’m facing
The chances I’m taking
Sometimes might knock me down, but
No I’m not breaking
I may not know it, but
These are the moments that
I’m gonna remember most, yeah
Just gotta keep goin’,
And I, I gotta be strong
Just keep pushing on, ’cause

There’s always gonna be another mountain
I’m always gonna wanna make it move
Always gonna be an uphill battle
Sometimes I’m gonna have to lose
Ain’t about how fast I get there
Ain’t about what’s waitin’ on the other side
It’s the climb

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