Fighting at the dinner table

Manal: "Hey, the last piece of chicken was mine, give it to me. Mom! Look he won’t give me the last piece of chicken, he already had two."

Arfaa: "Haha…you have to be quicker than that to catch up with me."

Shaytan: "Fight! Fight! Fight!"

Mom:  "Children, please share, Allah will bless your food if you are kind to each other and divide it equally amongst yourselves."

Mariam: "I don’t want to eat this, I hate this, it tastes ugly."

Shaytan: "good, whine … whine, complain"

Mom:  "Dear, please say bismillah and put it in your mouth. Its pure and healthy. Allah has made it for you. You will like it if you only say bismillah."

Mariam: groans and moans

Nadir: "Salam mom, I am late for my game

Mom: My child, please sit down and eat and don’t use your left hand, Shaytan east’s with his left hand."

Shaytan: eats with him

Nadir: "yea, yea, maybe next time."

While pulling each others’ plates, the chicken falls apart. Manal is knocked off the chair and Arfa hits her plate in her face. Mariam complains of feeling dizzy and Nadir throws up. 

Mom:  mom gathers her children around her – "Children, if you are remember Allah and are grateful to Him, He will increase you in blessings. And when I tell you say bismillah, and eat with your right hand while sitting down, it is for the good of your body and soul. But if you forget Allah then Shaytan will remember you and continue to bother you."

Manal, Arfaa: "InshaAllah we won’t fight from now, we will share with each other."

Mariam: "InshaAllah I won’t complain."

Nadir: "InshaAllah I will make sure I sit down and eat with my right hand."

Mom: " Ya Allah, have mercy on my children and protect them from the traps of Shaytan aameen. Maybe I should send them to a place where they can formally learn the sunnah of the Prophet Muhammad (s.a.w)."