By Jannah As-Sabil
The alarm on my Nokia went off. I turned over and glanced at the clock: 4:15am. Time for Suhur. I dragged myself out of bed so that I wouldn’t drop off back to sleep. With blurry eyes, I put on my dressing gown and made my way downstairs, being careful not to trip over in my half-asleep state. Trying to prepare Suhur as quietly as I could so as not to disturb my sleeping family, I put some bread in the toaster and (quietly hmm…) bashed around a bit, making myself a hot chocolate. I sat on the sofa, consuming food and drink in the 10 minutes before the Athan for Fajr went. Unfortunately I tended to leave Suhur quite late, which meant rushing around trying to eat in time. Yet there I was, actually doing Ramadan!

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