the Eid at the Mosque
The Eid at The Mosque
With the excitement that kept me awake all night long and the overwhelming feelings of joy,
delight, and happiness I started preparing my self for one of the happiest days in every Muslim life.
Usually, every family welcomes the Eid-Muslims holidays- with rituals by cleaning process that goes
on for days, changing the entire house furniture, for who can afford it, and baying new clothes
especially for the occasion. And with main ready even before the crack of dawn we started to prepare
our self for the trip to the mosque.
On the way to the mosque my father starts to sings a religious chants all the way, and he
keep raising his voice until he got everyone in the car singing along with him. In that day everything
seems to be breathtaking the sunrise, the smell of early morning, even the streets was decorated with
festival lights. At last we arrived at the mosque, I rushed out of the car to the women section so I can
meet my friends. As we enter door we are welcomed with a beautiful smells of incense, perfumes, and
a group of three women greeting with salution with “Eid mubarak”--”blessing Eid”. Through out the
screaming running children, the laughs of the girls, and the voices of the women's chatters I tried to
find a familiar faces. When the voices the speakers arises, we started to arrange our self’s in long rows.
“As worshipers hurried to their places Friday, the prayers got under way, everyone
kneeling in the direction of Mecca, the spiritual home of Islam. Almost everyone in the hall bowed in
unison, expressing humility and devotion, as the imam intoned the prayers. Children not old enough to
appreciate the significance of the event scampered through the building while toddlers cried for
With the excitement that kept me awake all night long and the overwhelming feelings of joy,
delight, and happiness I started preparing my self for one of the happiest days in every Muslim life.
Usually, every family welcomes the Eid-Muslims holidays- with rituals by cleaning process that goes
on for days, changing the entire house furniture, for who can afford it, and baying new clothes
especially for the occasion. And with main ready even before the crack of dawn we started to prepare
our self for the trip to the mosque.
On the way to the mosque my father starts to sings a religious chants all the way, and he
keep raising his voice until he got everyone in the car singing along with him. In that day everything
seems to be breathtaking the sunrise, the smell of early morning, even the streets was decorated with
festival lights. At last we arrived at the mosque, I rushed out of the car to the women section so I can
meet my friends. As we enter door we are welcomed with a beautiful smells of incense, perfumes, and
a group of three women greeting with salution with “Eid mubarak”--”blessing Eid”. Through out the
screaming running children, the laughs of the girls, and the voices of the women's chatters I tried to
find a familiar faces. When the voices the speakers arises, we started to arrange our self’s in long rows.
“As worshipers hurried to their places Friday, the prayers got under way, everyone
kneeling in the direction of Mecca, the spiritual home of Islam. Almost everyone in the hall bowed in
unison, expressing humility and devotion, as the imam intoned the prayers. Children not old enough to
appreciate the significance of the event scampered through the building while toddlers cried for