"Taraweeh is long and slow. A slow that
isn't awful. A slow that doesn't drag. A slow
that's sweet and soft.
The imam cries. Momma cries. Others
cry too. Cry for each other, cry for needs
and wants and wishes in this life and the
next. A lullaby I fall asleep to."
Haneen and her mother are aboard a bus as the rain pours down outside. Even when they arrive at the bus stop, the rain continues and Haneen complains about the discomfort of not having a car to get them where they are going. It upsets her mother. They still have two blocks to walk. Her mother explains to her that rain brings blessings - especially during Ramadan.
When they arrive at the masjid, Haneen's wishing continues as she considers praying for new shoes. Her momma has explained they don't have money for a car, or new shoes. Entering the mosque, they find other mothers sitting together. Haneen follows a friend to draw with the other children. She makes an Eid card for her mother with images of some of the things she longs for. She watches women pass her by in beautiful and colorful clothing; she wishes their family could afford such things. A quiet yearning plays a role for her as she wishes for what she can't have.
Time passes. Haneen appreciates becoming a part of the community of people gathered there, and feels the calm of shared prayers. She finds a welcome space for a chance to dream her dreams and say her prayers. Only then does she realize what matters most. Her first drawing was filled with what she longs for. It is replaced in time for Eid with a card that shows her mother what she is most grateful for - time for them to spend together, and the rain.
The text is beautifully constructed, and very descriptive. The illustrations provide a unique and lovely setting, filled with Islamic images, words, and the warmth of the mosque for those who worship there.
The story encourages patience, a sense of acceptance, being grateful, and thinking of others.









