A Ramadan Miracle

26 Ramadan 1443

I began the day moving sluggishly and then never stopped moving.

I tried to finish grading during dorm duty last night, but I accepted it was not going to happen. When I woke up, I realized I didn’t wake up to eat suhur because the sunlight was brightly shining through my window and I had minutes to get ready and run to teach my 8 AM class.

After class, I submitted another student’s letter of recommendation and graded some more.

Then, I met with my most wonderful colleague and collaborator to complete editing and blocking the fourth part of our devised theater class’ script.

We took a deep breath, dove in, worked another 2.5 hours straight, and then headed over to rehearsal for another 2.5 hours.

The cast has now experienced going through the entire script with blocking.

At the end of rehearsal, we went through our ritual of checking out, asking the cast,

How are you feeling?

And when a student said — I love this play — I glanced over at my colleague’s face. I thought my heart was going to burst. Or maybe I would faint. I burst out laugh-crying in happiness, lied down flat on my back, arms outstretched, and shouted, IT’S A RAMADAN MIRACLE.

It’s time to break our fast again.

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