Adnan Oktar's cat honey biscuit
FARUQ AND THE TERMITES
Faruq and his friends began playing hide and seek.
Suddenly Faruq heard a voice crying, "Be careful!" Faruq began looking to right and left, unsure of where the voice was coming from. But there was nobody there.
Later on he heard the same voice again. This time it said, "I'm down here!"
Right next to his foot Faruq noticed an insect that looked very much like an ant.
"Who are you?" he asked.
"I'm a termite," the tiny creature replied.
"I never heard of a creature called a termite," mused Faruq "Do you live alone?"
"No," replied the insect, "We live in nests in big groups. If you like I'll show you one."
Faruq agreed, and they moved off. When they arrived, what the termite showed Faruq looked like a tall building with windows in it.
"What's this?" Faruq wanted to know.
"This is our home," the termite explained "We build these ourselves."
"But you are so small," objected Faruq. "If your friends are all the same size as you, how can you possibly make something as enormous as this?"
The termite smiled. "You're right to be surprised, Faruq. For little creatures like us to be able to make places like this really is very surprising. But don't forget, this is easy for Allah, Who created us all."
"What is more, besides being very tall, our homes have other very special features to them as well. For example, we make special children's rooms, places for growing mushrooms and a queen's throne room for our homes. And we don't forget to make a ventilation system for our homes. By doing this we balance the humidity and temperature inside. And before I forget, let me tell you something else, Faruq, we are unable to see!"
Faruq was amazed "Although you are so tiny you can hardly be seen, you still build homes just like the tall buildings people make. How do you manage to do all this?"
The termite smiled again "As I said before, it is Allah Who gives us these extraordinary talents. He created us in such a way that we are able to do all these things. But now Faruq, I must go back home and help my friends."
Faruq understood: "OK, I want to go and tell my teacher and my friends what I've learned about you right away."
"Good idea, Faruq" waved the little termite, "Look after yourself. Hope to see you again."
ASAD AND THE COLORFUL BUTTERFLIES
At the weekend, Asad went to visit his grandfather. The two days passed very quickly, and before Asad knew it his father had arrived to take him home. Asad said goodbye to his grandfather and went to sit in the car. He was looking out of the window as he waited for his father to collect his things. A butterfly sitting on a flower a short distance away fluttered its wings and flew to the car window.
"You're going home, aren't you, Asad?" asked the butterfly in a tiny voice.
Asad was astonished "Do you know me?" he asked.
"Of course I do," smiled the butterfly. "I've heard your grandfather telling the neighbors about you."
"Why didn't you come and talk to me before?" Asad inquired.
"I couldn't, because I was in a cocoon up a tree in the garden," explained the butterfly.
"A cocoon? What's that?" asked Asad, who was always a curious boy.
"Let me explain from the beginning," said the butterfly as it took a deep breath. "We butterflies hatch out of the egg as tiny caterpillars. We feed ourselves by nibbling leaves. Later we use a liquid which comes out of our bodies like thread and wrap ourselves up in it. That little package we weave is called a cocoon. We spend a while inside that package as we wait to grow. When we wake up and come out of the cocoon we have brightly colored wings. We spend the rest of our lives flying and feeding ourselves from flowers."
Asad nodded thoughtfully "You mean all those colorful butterflies were once caterpillars before they grew wings?"
"Can you see the green caterpillar on that branch?" asked the butterfly.
"Yes, I see it. It's nibbling away hungrily at a leaf."
"That's my little brother," smiled the caterpillar "In a while he'll weave a cocoon too, and one day he'll be a butterfly like me."
Asad had lots of questions to ask his new friend. "How do you plan this change? I mean, when do you come out of the egg, how long do you stay as a caterpillar and how do you make the thread to weave your cocoons?"
"I don't plan any of it at all," explained the butterfly patiently. "Allah has taught us what we need to do and when we need to do it. We just act in the way our Lord wills."
Asad was really impressed. "The patterns on your wings are wonderful. And all butterflies have different patterns, don't they? They are really colorful and eye-catching!"
Asad agreed enthusiastically: "It's impossible not to see the beautiful things Allah has created. There are hundreds of examples all round us!"
The butterfly agreed: "You're right Asad. We need to give thanks to Allah for all these blessings."
Asad looked over his shoulder: "My father's coming. It looks like we're about to set off. It was really great to meet you. Can we talk again when I come next week?"
"Of course," nodded the butterfly. "Have a safe journey home."
THE WOODPECKER AND IRFAN
Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap...
The sound was coming from a tree. Irfan walked up to the bird that was making it and asked:
"Why are you hitting the tree with your beak like that?"
The bird stopped what it was doing, and turned to look at Irfan. "I am a woodpecker, " it answered. "We make holes in trees and build our nests in them. Sometimes we store our food in these tree holes. This is the first hole I've ever made. I will make hundreds more like it though." Irfan looked closer at the hole. "Fine, but how do you store food in such a small place?" he wondered.
"Woodpeckers mostly eat acorns, and acorns are quite small," the woodpecker explained. "Inside each hole I make I'll put one acorn. That way I'll be able to store enough food for myself."
Irfan was puzzled: "But instead of struggling with lots of small holes," he said, "you could make one big one and store all your food there."
The woodpecker smiled: "If I did that, other birds would come and find my food store and steal my acorns. But the holes I make are of different sizes. When I put the acorns I find into the holes, I store them according to their size. The size of the acorn exactly matches the hole I put it into. That way the acorn fits tightly into the hole. Because Allah created my beak so that I can take the acorns back out of the holes easily, I can take them from the trees without any problem. But other birds can't do that, so my food is safe. Of course, I don't have the brains to think all that out. I'm only a woodpecker. Allah makes me do these things. It is Allah Who taught me how to hide my food and Who created my beak in the right way for me to do it. Really, it isn't just me-all living creatures are able to do the things they do because that is what Allah taught them."
Irfan agreed: "You're right. Thank you for telling me all that... You reminded me the great power of Allah."
Irfan said goodbye to his little friend and went back to his father. He was very happy because wherever he looked he could see another of Allah's miracles.
JALAL AND THE SEAGULL
One of the seagulls glided slowly down and landed on the seat next to Jalal.
"How did you like our flying display?" it asked. "I noticed that you were watching us very carefully. What's your name?"
"My name's Jalal. Yes, I was really enjoying watching you flying. I see you can stay up in the air without flapping your wings at all. How do you do that?"
The seagull nodded its head. "We seagulls position ourselves according to the direction of the wind. Even if there is very little wind, rising air currents lift us up. We make use of this movement, and we can make long journeys without flapping our wings at all."
"We move backwards and forwards inside the masses of air rising up from the sea," it went on. "These currents mean that we always have air under our wings, and that allows us to stay up in the air without using up too much energy."
Jalal was still not sure he quite understood: "I saw you up there in the air without moving your wings, just as if you were hanging there. And you do all this by acting according to the direction of the wind? I can see that, but how do you calculate the strength of the wind and which direction it will come from?"
"It's impossible for us to do that from our own knowledge," began the seagull. "When He created us Allah taught us how to fly and how to hang in the air without wasting energy. These are examples given us so that we can realize Allah's existence and understand His power."
Jalal thought of another question: "Yes, you stay hanging in the air as though you were held up there by a string... To be able to do this you'd need to know math very well and be able to make detailed calculations, but you do it without any problem right from the first time you fly, don't you?"
"Absolutely," the seagull agreed. "Our Lord gave every living creature the inspiration it needs. We all do what we are told to do. Never forget that Allah embraces everything and keeps everything under His control. He is the Lord of all things. You can find a lot of verses about this in the Qur'an. The ferry is approaching land now, and I'm going to fly off to join my friends.
See you again..." Jalal watched his new friend fly away, growing smaller and smaller in the distance.
When he arrived home Jalal looked for a verse in the Qur'an about everything being under Allah's control. He found it in the Surah Hud, and learned the verse by heart right away:
In order measure the temperature of the nest the male bird buries its beak in the sand which covers it, using its beak like a thermometer. The bird repeats this operation over and over again. If the temperature of the nest goes up, it immediately opens air holes to bring the temperature down again. Also, the bird's beak is such a delicate thermometer that if somebody throws a handful of soil on top of the nest and the temperature rises even the tiniest bit, the bird can detect this. Such measurements are only possible for us to make by using a thermometer, and yet megapodes have been doing this for centuries, and never make the slightest mistake.
This is because Allah taught them everything, and it is the Almighty Allah Who created a beak with the sensitivity of a thermometer.
KAMAL AND THE GLOW-WORM
The insect stopped flying for a moment, and came up to Kamal. "Hello," it said. "You look very surprised. You've been watching me for a long time. My name's Glow-Worm, what's yours?"
"My name's Kamal. You're right, I've never seen an insect that flickered with light in the way you do before. Yellowish green rays are coming from your body. I remember that once when I touched a light bulb it burned my hand. Doesn't having this light coming from your body hurt you?"
The glow-worm nodded. "You're right, Kamal, when you say that lamps are really very hot while giving off light. Light bulbs use electrical energy to produce light, and some of that energy turns into heat. That causes the bulb to become hot. But we do not take energy from outside for the light that our bodies give off."
Kamal thought he understood. "So does that mean you don't get hot?" he asked.
"That's right," agreed the glow-worm. "We produce energy ourselves and we use this energy very carefully. That means that none of our energy is wasted and it doesn't produce heat which would damage our bodies."
Kamal considered for a moment, "That's a really well thought out system."
"Yes, it is," agreed his friend. "When Allah created us He planned everything we need in the best possible way. When we're flying we beat our wings very quickly. Of course, that's a job which needs a lot of energy. But because our light doesn't use up much of our energy we have no problem with it."
Kamal had something else he wanted to ask, "What do you use the light you give off for?"
His friend explained: "We use it both to pass messages amongst ourselves and to defend ourselves. When we want to say something to one another we talk by flickering our lights. At other times we use it to frighten our enemies and keep them away from us."
Kamal was very impressed by what his friend had been telling him: "So everything you need is inside your own bodies, and there's no need to tire yourselves out!"
"That's right," the glow-worm agreed. "Despite all their best efforts, scientists have been unable to develop a system quite like ours. As I said before, Allah created us in the most beautiful way and in the way most suited to our needs, just like all other living things."
Kamal smiled. "Thank you. What you have told me is very interesting. I now realize what the verse I read yesterday means, 'Is He Who creates like him who does not create? So will you not pay heed?' (Surat an-Nahl: 17) When you think of all the living things Allah created and ourselves, there are plenty of examples to take heed of!!"
"Yes Kamal, every living thing is a proof of the superior creative art of Allah. Now, whenever you look at anything, you will be able to see this. Now I should go. But don't forget what we have been talking about!"
Kamal waved his friend goodbye: "It was nice to have met you. Hope to see you again..."
On the way to home, reflecting on the amazing design in the glow-worm, Kamal was eager to tell his family about his conversation with his little friend.
AHMAD AND THE GREEN FROG
Ahmad began walking amongst the thickets at the edge of the water. A frog jumped out suddenly from between two bushes and landed on a stone right in front of him.
"You nearly trod on me!" complained the frog.
"I'm sorry," said Ahmad. "You are exactly the same color as the leaves, so I didn't notice you, little frog. My name's Ahmad and I'm taking a walk."
The frog smiled: "Pleased to meet you, Ahmad. It's quite normal that you didn't notice me. I live among these bushes and my color matches the leaves. That way my enemies can't spot me any more than you could. I can hide from them very easily."
Ahmad thought for a moment: "Yes, but what if they do see you? Then what do you do?"
"If you look carefully," said the frog, holding up a foot, "You'll see there are webs between my toes. When I'm jumping I open my toes out and that way I can glide in the air. Sometimes I can fly as much as 40 feet (12 meters) in a single bound."
"What about when you want to land?" wondered Ahmad.
"I use my legs when I fly. I use the webs on my feet like a parachute to slow myself down when I land," the frog explained.
"That's very interesting," mused Ahmad. "It never occurred to me before that frogs can fly."
The frog grinned: "Some species of frog can fly as far as they can swim. This is a blessing our Lord gave us. Allah created our colors to camouflage us in the surroundings we live in. That allows us to survive. If Allah hadn't created us like this, we'd soon have been killed off by other animals."
Ahmad saw the point: "The webs between your toes are necessary for you to be able to jump long distances. I don't have webs on my feet because I don't need them. The needs of every living creature are different, aren't they?"
"Yes, you're right, you put it very well."
Ahmad answered: "Allah created us in the best way to make our lives easier. We should be very grateful to Him for that."
"Right again, Ahmad," agreed his friend. "Our Lord created all living things according to the environment they live in. He gave us everything we need when we were born."
"Yes," said Ahmad. "Now, little frog, I have to go, otherwise my father will be wondering what's happened to me. It was great talking to you. If I come here another time, I'll visit you again."
"I shall look forward to that. Nice to have met you. Goodbye, Ahmad..." croaked the frog as it hopped back into the bushes and disappeared from sight.
HAMEED AN THE LONG-LEGGED STORK
"Hello, I'm Hameed. Who are you?"
"Hello, Hameed. I hope we're not giving you any trouble by landing here. We'd like very much to talk to you and get to know you," said one of the pair.
"By all means," said Hameed: "I love all birds very, very much. Can you tell me a bit about yourselves, please?"
"Of course," replied the first bird. "We are storks. We are migrating birds with big snow-white wings between 3.5-5 feet (one and one-and-a-half meters) long and long black tails. It is the red color of our beaks and our long legs that give us such an attractive appearance."
Hameed agreed. "You really do look lovely!"
"What people notice most about us is our flying style," continued the stork. "We fly with our beaks stretched forward and our legs stretched out behind. This makes us able to fly much faster by using the air."
Hameed was curious, "And where are you traveling now?"
"Every year we migrate in large flocks, Hameed, because we can't live in cold places. In doing this we also bring people the good news that warm summer days are on the way. During the summer we live right across a huge area that stretches from Europe to North Africa and from Turkey to Japan. When the weather starts to get cold we migrate to the southern hemisphere, to tropical Africa and India."
Hameed was puzzled, "But how do you know when the weather begins to get colder?"
The stork smiled: "That really is a very good question. Of course, the answer is that Allah taught us. All at the same time we feel a need to move to warm countries. Allah makes us feel that. It is Allah Who shows us the way to fly, and when fall comes again He makes sure we can return over a distance of thousands of miles and find our old homes again. It is Allah with His inspiration Who teaches us all these things."
"It really is very interesting that you can travel such long distances and return and find your old nests without making a mistake, as though you had a compass in your hands," said Hameed, impressed.
The stork went on, "Of course this kind of powerful memory and wonderful direction finding ability are the result of Allah's supreme creation, Who gave them to us."
Hameed had another question for his new friend, "You live close to human beings, don't you?"
"Yes," replied his friend. "We make our nests on the roofs of houses. And we build nests on the top of trees and chimneys..."
The other stork then stood up and said, "Sorry, Hameed, we have to be on our way again."
Hameed watched his new friends grow smaller and smaller as they flew on their way.
NABEEL AND THE SEAL
But suddenly he felt cold. He looked round and realized that he was now inside the TV picture. Right beside him was the seal he had just seen on the screen!
"Hello!" he said, shivering a little, to the seal. "It's very cold here, don't you feel it?"
"You must be new here!" answered the seal. "It's always cold. It's 23 degrees Fahrenheit (minus 5 degrees Celsius) at its warmest, even in spring. That suits me just fine because we seals love the cold. We never feel it. How come? Because of our fur, this wonderful coat that Allah has given us! Of course the fat in our bodies also helps protect us against the cold."
"Is that your mother over there?" Nabeel pointed to a much larger seal some distance away. "I think she's looking for you. Call her and let her know where you are if you like..."
The seal went on: "We seals live in big herds and, yes, we look very much like one another. But our mothers never confuse us with any other seal. This is an ability that Allah has given them. As soon as her baby is born, the mother gives him a welcome kiss. Because of this kiss, she recognizes his smell and never gets him mixed up with any other baby. This is one of Allah's countless blessings He has given us. We are grateful to our Almighty Lord because He gave our mothers this ability to recognize us amongst the crowds we live in."
Nabeel had something else he wanted to ask: "I remember reading that you spend most of your time in the water. So how did you learn to swim?"
His new friend explained: "Allah created all of us according to the conditions we live in and made us ready for them. Just as He created the camel according to the conditions of the desert, He created us according to these cold conditions. It is Allah's will that when we are born our bodies have a layer of fat called baby fat. Our little bodies stay warm thanks to this fat. And because the fat layer is lighter than water it acts as a kind of lifebelt when our mothers are teaching us to swim. After two weeks of swimming lessons we become really great swimmers and divers."
"So, Allah created a special lifebelt inside your bodies for you so you can learn to swim! How wonderful!"
"That's right," said the little seal. "Every living thing He created so perfectly is a proof that Allah has power over everything."
Just at that moment Nabeel was awakened by a warm kiss on the cheek from his mother. The documentary on the television was still going on. Nabeel remembered the dream he had just had and smiled at the little seal on the screen.
AMIR AND THE CHAMELEON
"Hello Amir," said the voice, "Are you tired out?"
Amir couldn't believe his ears. When he looked carefully at the log, he noticed a creature that was so close to it in color that he had difficulty in telling which was which.
"Who are you?" he asked. "I had real trouble spotting you-your color and the color of the log you're sitting on are exactly the same!"
"I'm a chameleon," said the creature, which rather resembled a lizard. "I change my color according to my surroundings to protect myself from danger."
"How do you manage such a wonderful thing?" asked Amir, intrigued.
"Let me explain," said his new friend. "I have special coloring substance called 'chromatophore' in my skin. This allows me to change my color to match my surroundings. This color change comes about through the distribution and collection of various substances and pigments in my nervous system. So even though I move very slowly, I can live unnoticed and safely wherever I may be. Of course, this ability was given to me by our Almighty Lord, Who provides us with everything we need."
Amir was not sure he quite understood, "Could you please tell me a bit more about how you change color?"
The chameleon took a deep breath and nodded: "When I'm sitting on a leafy branch in daylight I turn green with black and brown markings, like the shadows on the branches around me. When it's dark I'm completely black. I can carry out all these color changes within 15 minutes. When I'm angry though, I develop dark orange spots and dark red markings as a warning to other animals."
"That is really unbelievable!" cried Amir. "I wonder what else is special about you?"
His friend smiled happily. "My eyes move independently of one another. I can look backwards and downwards. Of course, I wouldn't have had any of these characteristics if Allah had not wanted me to. Allah created me and gave me everything I need to survive."
Amir looked a bit closer. "It's quite hard to make your eyes out."
"So that my eyes don't attract the attention of enemies, Allah covered them completely with scales so they look like the rest of my head. As you can see, when Allah created me, He designed me in the best possible way to deal with whatever might happen to me."
"From now on," said Amir, "I'll look more carefully at things around me. I won't forget to pray to our great and powerful Lord when I see the clear proofs of His existence in nature. Thank you."
"Bye bye, Amir!" said the chameleon as it disappeared back into its surroundings once more.
TARIQ AND THE DOG
"Hey, come on then, let's have a game," said Tariq, jumping to his feet.
"Great, I'm very pleased!" said the dog, wagging its tail enthusiastically.
Tariq froze in astonishment. The dog was talking! This was an opportunity not to be missed. He began asking about the things he had always wondered about dogs.
"I've always wanted to know," he began, "How do you chew those hard bones we give you to eat?"
The dog smiled, revealing a row of sharp, white teeth. "Allah, Who has given all living things their own individual characteristics, has given us dogs different physical abilities from other animals. For example, we have more teeth than you do, 42 of them in fact, so we can chew our food, especially bones, very easily."
Tariq nodded: "You like running, jumping and playing as much as I do, don't you? How come you don't sweat?" he wondered.
Kashif's dog nodded in agreement: "We don't sweat like humans do to control our body heat because we have no pores in our skin. We have a respiratory system that controls our temperature instead. Our fur prevents heat from outside from reaching our skin. Of course, when the temperature rises our body heat rises too, and when we become too hot we get rid of the extra heat by hanging our tongues out and panting, so even on hot days we don't sweat, in spite of our thick fur."
"Allah has given us such a wonderful system that while humans break out in a sweat after half an hour's exercise, we can run non-stop for hours without sweating at all. From now on you'll understand that when you see dogs with their tongues hanging out in hot weather there's no need to feel sorry for them. Of course we dogs did not make this system for ourselves. This is one of the proofs of the supreme creative power of Allah, Who created everything in a totally original form."
"I believe your sense of smell is also very well developed," said Tariq as he stroked the dog's nose.
"You're right," the dog agreed. "We have a very strong sense of smell. The smell centers in our brains are 40 times more developed than human beings'."
"So when police dogs smell something just once they can go and find the owner!" exclaimed Tariq.
"Right again. You can see that the dogs you are used to seeing every day are proofs of Allah's creation, just like all other living things. Keep that in mind, and don't forget to remember Allah with thanks."
"Thanks a lot," said Tariq. "I won't forget. And I'll tell all my friends what you have told me about what Allah has given you, and ask them to thank Him too."
Just then Kashif came back into the room, and they all began to romp and play together.
Adnan Oktar's cat, brother of honey biscuit: caramel biscuit
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