What if a sister has bad credit?

Hmmm, very good question. If someone has a history of not paying off their credit cards on time or misusing their credit limit most people would not want to work with them NOR live them. Maybe some of them have changed and brought up their credit, maybe they were short on money because they were not getting paid enough at their job or something...Not sure what to do..

Screening potential residents

Other than the regular screening should we need a secondary process for letting potential sisters in the SSH? Like say for a questionaire or an interview? What are the type of questions that would be asked on the questionaire or the interview? Why is their a need fo a secondary screening process? Well...

The purpose of the Secondary Screening Process

These are not perfect, but one main reason is to possibly to ensure that we get some quality sisters and their children. Quality meaning beliveing and practicing muslim single sisters and single mothers and their children

Types of people who are NOT allowed at the SSH

If you do NOT like the rules, that is fine by me. You can start your OWN place, there is NO reason for you to argue about how we are not fair about not allowing certain people in. This is a PRIVATE house, and not a public one.

• Non-muslim women
• Non-muslim kids
• Transgender women (who were biologically born males) who call themselves muslims
• Lesbian women who call themselves muslims
• Males who pretend to be women wearing niqabs
• Muslim females who don't practice hijab, but believe that hijab is obligatory
• Muslim females who deny the practice of wearing hijab
• Muslim females who don't pray
• Non-muslim women who pretend to be muslims only to spy on ppl at the SSH

Where do the non-muslim sisters stand at the SSH?

This was another topic i also think about, and the answer is quite simple. THE SSH IS ONLY for believing and practicing muslim single sisters and single mothers and their children. The reason why is because non-muslims have different kinds of programs for women and their children to get involved in whereas for muslim women and children it is different, depending on where you live. A place where the believing and practicing muslim women and children get to have a place that is special and unique for their needs so that we can support and help each other achieve our goals whether it be for a temporary place to live, waiting to be married, a young teen muslim with no place to go, etc...And if the non-muslim women do not have such places like these in their area then they can start their own, but the SSH is NOT for them, sorry to disappoint you.

But what about spreading the dawah to non-muslim sisters and their kids?

I thought about that too and the answer is simple, the SSH is NOT a place for spreading dawah. Especially for the new sisters. You are going to have work on yourself first before you help someone else learn about Islam. Besides Allah makes muslims but we cannot teach Islam to ourselves. We must find a qualified teacher who knows the quran an the hadiths as well as arabic to teach us. You can go to the masjid, or go online. I recommend Sunnahfollowers because this is the site I go to learn my deen. Soooo much knowledge to learn and share. And anyway there are some good muslim sites for people who want to learn Islam. True dawah comes from your actions not from your tongue. So becareful how you act and treat people, that reflects back on the ummah.

Where do the non-hijabi sisters stand at the SSH?

This topic I think about alot or very often because as we very well know that NOT all sisters practice hijab, there are those who don't wear it properly, and there are those who have it on and take it off, as well as the ones who only wear it to the mosque or wherever. To be honest, these are the sisters I do NOT want living at the SSH simply because either they don't know their deen or don't care and these sisters would set a bad example for the young ones living there as well as other sisters. If you don't know that wearing the hijab is obligatory then you need to read and ponder on the verses of the qur'an that states wearing the hijab:

 “O you Children of Adam! We have bestowed on you raiment to cover your shame as well as to be an adornment to you. But the raiment of righteousness, that is the best. Such are among the Signs of Allah, that they may receive admonition.” (Quran 7:26)

“And say to the believing women that they should lower their gaze and guard their modesty; that they should not display their beauty and ornaments except what must ordinarily appear therof; that they should draw their veils over their bosoms and not display their beauty except to their husbands, their fathers, their husbands’ fathers, their sons, their husbands’ sons, their brothers, or their brothers’ sons or their sisters’ sons, or their women or the servants whom their right hands possess, or male servants free of physical needs, or small children who have no sense of the shame of sex, and that they should not strike their feet in order to draw attention to their hidden ornaments. And O you Believers, turn you all together towards Allah, that you may attain Bliss.” (Quran 24:31).

“O Prophet, tell your wives and your daughters and the women of the believers to draw their cloaks close round them (when they go abroad). That will be better, so that they may be recognised and not annoyed. Allah is ever Forgiving, Merciful.” (Quran 33:59)

When you choose to disobey Allah by NOT wearing hijab and having inner hijab, then you will need to find someplace else. We don't tolerate such disobedience at the SSH. Although it's not mandatory in the house it is STRONGLY ENCOURAGED to still practice modesty both within the house, in your rooms and outside the house. This gives me a great ideafor a questionaire for sisters to answer for qualifications to stay or live here inshAllah.

Fresh Fruits

InshAllah we shall ty and provide fesh fruit on a weekly basis especially for the children! Fesh fruits are so colorful, deliciousnd also is good for you. Have an adult chop some fuit together fo the kids to enjoy, or let them have a whole fruit and find a receipe to make natural fuit juice smoothies fo them when they go to homeskool before, during and after.

What to do if someone gets sick

If a sister or their child gets sick, they must STAY IN THEIR ROOM! If you are a mother whose child or children becomes sick meaning temporarily sick due to a fever, stomache, the flu, a cold, o something aound this. You need to watch them, care for them, provide them with food and water and medicine as well as sanitizing  the room and everything they touch and wash their sheets, clothing, etc.

If a sister gets sick, someone will be there to help take care of he til she gets better. Don't have that siste who is sick leave the room unless they have the proper pemission to do so.

SSH social network intranet

I was thinking earlier today that it would be kewl to have an SSH social network intranet within the house only for the sisters who live thee can see. Once you leave you have the options to either delete you profile o we'll delete it for you. It would be like a social network for the SSH, and I am also looking for some good networks

Why won't she wear hijab?

Why She Won't Wear Hijab!

A Discussion by A.Q. Alidost

A conversation for Muslim sisters:

"I'm so tired."

"Tired of what?"

"Of all these people judging me."

"Who judged you?"

"Like that woman, every time I sit with her, she tells me to wear hijab."

"Oh, hijab and music! The mother of all topics!"

"Yeah! I listen to music without hijab…haha!"

"Maybe she was just giving you advice."


"I don't need her advice. I know my religion. Can’t she mind her own business?"

"Maybe you misunderstood. She was just being nice."

"Keeping out of my business, that would be nice..."

"But it's her duty to encourage you do to good."

"Trust me. That was no encouragement. And what do you mean `good` ?"

"Well, wearing hijab, that would be a good thing to do."

"Says who?"

"It's in the Quran, isn't it?"

"Yes. She did quote me something."

"She said Surah Nur, and other places of the Quran."

"Yes, but it's not a big sin anyway. Helping people and praying is more important."

"True. But big things start with small things."

"That's a good point, but what you wear is not important. What's important is to have a good healthy heart."

"What you wear is not important?"

"That's what I said."

"Then why do you spend an hour every morning fixing up?"

"What do you mean?"

"You spend money on cosmetics, not to mention all the time you spend on fixing your hair and low-carb dieting."

"So?"

"So, your appearance IS important."

"No. I said wearing hijab is not an important thing in religion."

"If it's not an important thing in religion, why is it mentioned in the Noble Quran?"

"You know I can't follow all that's in Quran."

"You mean God tells you something to do, you disobey and then it's OK?"

"Yes. God is forgiving."

"God is forgiving to those who repent and do not repeat their mistakes."

"Says who?"

"Says the same book that tells you to cover."

"But I don't like hijab, it limits my freedom."

"But the lotions, lipsticks, mascara and other cosmetics set you free?!
What's your definition of freedom anyway?"

"Freedom is in doing whatever you like to do."

"No. Freedom is in doing the right thing, not in doing whatever we wish to do."

"Look! I've seen so many people who don't wear hijab and are nice people, and so many who wear hijab and are bad people."

"So what? There are people who are nice to you but are alcoholic. Should we all be alcoholics? You made a stupid point."

"I don't want to be an extremist or a fanatic. I'm OK the way I am without hijab."

"Then you are a secular fanatic. An extremist in disobeying God."

"You don't get it, if I wear hijab, who would marry me?!"

"So all these people with hijab never get married?!"

"Okay! What if I get married and my husband doesn't like it? And wants me to remove it?"

"What if your husband wants you to go out with him on a bank robbery?!"

"That's irrelevant, bank robbery is a crime."

"Disobeying your Creator is not a crime?"

"But then who would hire me?"

"A company that respects people for who they are."

"Not after 9-11"

"Yes. After 9-11. Don't you know about Hanan who just got into med school?
And the other one, what was her name, the girl who always wore a white hijab…ummm…"

"Yasmeen?"

"Yes. Yasmeen. She just finished her MBA and is now interning for GE."

"Why do you reduce religion to a piece of cloth anyway?"

"Why do you reduce womanhood to high heals and lipstick colors?"

"You didn't answer my question."

"In fact, I did. Hijab is not just a piece of cloth. It is obeying God in a difficult environment. It is courage, faith in action, and true womanhood.
But your short sleeves, tight pants…"

"That's called `fashion`, you live in a cave or something? First of all, hijab was founded by men who wanted to control women."

"Really? I did not know men could control women by hijab."

"Yes. That's what it is."

"What about the women who fight their husbands to wear hijab? And women in France who are forced to remove their hijab by men? What do you say about that?"

"Well, that's different."

"What difference? The woman who asked you to wear hijab…she was a woman, right?"

"Right, but…"

"But fashions that are designed and promoted by male-dominated corporations, set you free? Men have no control on exposing women and using them as a commodity?! Give me a break!"

"Wait, let me finish, I was saying…"

"Saying what? You think that men control women by hijab?"

"Yes."

"Specifically how?"

"By telling women how and what to wear, dummy!"

"Doesn't TV, magazines and movies tell you what to wear, and how to be `attractive'?"

"Of course, it's fashion."

"Isn't that control? Pressuring you to wear what they want you to wear?"

[Silence]

"Not just controlling you, but also controlling the market."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, you are told to look skinny and anorexic like that woman on the cover of the magazine, by men who design those magazines and sell those products."

"I don't get it. What does hijab have to do with products."

"It has everything to do with that. Don't you see? Hijab is a threat to consumerism, women who spend billions of dollars to look skinny and live by standards of fashion designed by men…and then here is Islam, saying trash all that nonsense and focus on your soul, not on your looks, and do not worry what men think of your looks."

"Like I don't have to buy hijab? Isn't hijab a product?"

"Yes, it is. It is a product that sets you free from male-dominated consumerism."

"Stop lecturing me! I WILL NOT WEAR HIJAB!

It is awkward, outdated, and totally not suitable for this society ... Moreover, I am only 20 and too young to wear hijab!"

"Fine. Say that to your Lord, when you face Him on Judgment Day."

"Fine."

"Fine."

[Silence]

"Shut up and I don't want to hear more about hijab niqab schmijab Punjab!"

[Silence]

She stared at the mirror, tired of arguing with herself all this time.

Successful enough, she managed to shut the voices in her head, with her own opinions triumphant in victory on the matter, and a final modern decision accepted by the society - but rejected by the Faith:

"Yes!" - to curls on the hair - "No!" - to hijab!

"And he (/she) is indeed a failure who corrupts it [the soul]!"
[Noble Quran 91:10]


Subhana'Allah!!!

"Nay! You prefer the life of this world; While the hereafter is better and more lasting."
[Noble Quran 87:16-17]


"You are the best community (Ummah) raised up for (the benefit of) humanity; enjoining what is right and forbidding what is wrong and believing in Allah."
[Noble Quran 3:110]




http://wearhijabs.blogspot.com/2008/12/why-she-wont-wear-hijab.html

A few notes about bullying

Today i saw the movie cyber bully(4/19/12) with emily osment....it was an ok movie, the best part was near the end when emily stood up to her bullies as well as a couple of other people. So after seeing this movie and reaing about some young kids who committed suicide because of the cyber bulying and at school it juss sadeness me because of how these kids let these bullies just pushed them to the edge of killing themselves. People need to realize that they will go through hardships and trials, and if one learns about Allah and gets to know Him you would be strong in your charachter and have so much fear that you would be afraid of even thinking about commiting such an act and as we all should know, that suicide in Islam is haram. If you kill yourself in this world, you would be doing in the hereafter over, and over, and over again and it will NEVER stop. So don't give up hope on Allah. Be strong! Be confident in who you are. Be a proud muslim.

Build your self-esteem up so when others attack you or hardships arise you will be able to face them and not take the easy way out by committing suicide. Suicide is NOT the answer....Talk to Allah, get some help and have a few friends that u can trust, but dont tell everybody everything because this can backfire on you. So becareful inshAllah.




Don't try and impress others just because you don't fit in, it's NOT worth it.
Bullies are unkewl ppl who have nothing better to do than to mess with you. All that time they invest in bringing you down just goes to show you how LAME they really are, and if these are the same people you idolize, how come you allow them to hurt you? And the irony is that they must also love you since they talk about you sooooo much yet they have to be mean in order to express how much they care. By you taking your life, only proves that they win because you either didnt have the power to do something about it nor the self-esteem to move on. I'm not saying this be to harsh, but for people to look at it another angle.



I may not understand the reality of extreme bullying where people just constantly on your case trying to break you down. Sweethearts understand you NEED to fight throught the clutter you hear and see everyday. When classmates bully you, online people tease you, your best friends have left your side, people not taking you seriously, etc. Sometimes when you feel like no one else is on yourside you may have to fight your battles, don't always look for someone to fight them for you except Allah. Bullying is just about lame people who pick on others for their voids in their life and take it out on others who seem vulnerable and they target them for their anger, sadness, hopelessness. etc. FOr example, a bully may pick on an intelligent stupid, because the bully may not be as smart as the intelligent kid so he picks on them and thinks he/she can get away with it? WROOOOONG! Those bullies have it coming to them in this world and the next. A bully may pick on a big person calling them fat, when the bully is in their late 40's or sooner they may be experiencing some weight gain because of thier bullying on a person who was big. Anyway, you get the picture. the point is to be strong about it. This is something you will have to learn, go get help, pray about it, talk to your parents, etc. It helps to have a support system. ALSO, DO NOT TAKE YOUR LIFE BECAUSE SOMEONE BULLIES YOU. THIS IS NOT A WISE DECISION. PLEASE DO NOT GIVE UP, YOU'RE NOT ALONE. JUST LOOK INSIDE YOURSELF AND FIND YOUR INNER STRENGTH TO MOVE PAST THE BULLYING.

TO ALL BULLIES: STOP BULLYING OTHERS. IF ONLY YOU CAN COMPREHEND HOW YOU WORDS AND ACTIONS CAN AFFECT THE PEOPLE IN WHICH YOU BULLY. WHATEVER ISSUES THAT YOU ARE HAVING WITHIN YOURSELF OR WITH OTHERS, PLEASE GO GET HELP. IT IS NOT FUNNY BREAKING OTHERS DOWN. WHY ARE YOU BULLYING OTHERS? WHAT ARE YOU GAINING? POPULARITY? CONTROL? SELF-ESTEEM? A ROLE MODEL? LARGE EGO? WHO ARE YOU KIDDING, YOU ARE JUST LYING TO YOURSELF AND YOU NEED TO WAKE UP AND LIVE IN REALITY. SO STOP YOUR IGNORANCE AND ENCOURAGING OTHERS TO DO IT TO, BECAUSE IT IS NOT NICE, AND YOU WILL REGRET IT. SO QUIT WHILE YOU ARE AHEAD. JUST SAY NO TO BULLYING. 

SSH videos

Hmmm, this would be a great thing to do since because of it's visualness. If you are able to see or watch something you may get a better feel for it. Like here on this blog. I started off with some rules, and perhaps some procedures, then the SSHC stories or characters came to play for an individual or a few sisters' backgrounds of how they arrive at the SSH. now it would be a good time to make a good quality video of a situation, or a story of the SSH htat would be awesum. I do own dolls, except I would have to use my ipod camera which could have good quality but not as good as my kodak cam which needs a new battery orrrrrr, orrr I could use an animation program online for free and maybe do it taht way but that takes like forever to do so inshAllah we shall see.

SSHC: Zakira and Malika

These two sisters are usually found together and they are also featured in other sisters stories such as: Maymoona and Yessica . They came to the SSH the same time when sister Yessica came during a MSA meeting at SHU or Sky High University when Umm Tiara was there letting sisters know that if they wanted to be amongst other sisters in a cooperative living environment where they can stay or live at. Zakira is the sister who is level headed where as Malika is the one who has you smiling and she has a bubbly personality.

Additional Info

Zakira loves to cook and is the eldest sister
Malika loves to sew

Ethnicity

Somalian

Nicknames

Zaa, kira, Maliki, lika

SSHC: Basima

Sister Basima has just been layed off her job working in a factory that was selling VHS and Cassete tapes. She lived alone and has no where to turn but to the masjid. She goes to the masjid and finds a posting for a vacancy for the SSH....(yea i know it sounds like a ship vessel's name) but anyway she contacted the owner and a room was available for her to stay in until she could get another job.


Additional Info.

She loves anime
She draws manga charachters
She goes to comic con

Ethnicity

japanese

Nicknames

basi

SSHC: Fatima

Little fatima used to ba a homeless girl after being displaced when a tornado hit her town for six months. She was lost, desperate and scared and is seven years old. She would hide in abandoned homes, digging for morsels of food and trying to find fresh water supply around. Her resources would be limited in which she would have to be quick when problem solving. She found empty plastic bottles and to place water in and carried them in her little bag she found amongst some rubble. One day she found the old candy store and that she knew it was wrong to steal, but she had no access to fresh food and taking in consideration to her religion the food only served as a purpose for nurioushment and worship. She thanked Allah for the little she could find. She would walk for hours on end and when it came to dark she would find an abandoment shelter, lay in the rubble with her blanket and go to sleep.  The next morning she got up and was walking and went into the next town which was a regular one. She stopped to praise Allah for allowing her to live another day. Just then a woman who was rocking back and forth on her rocking chair noticed a little girl coming in the town. She ran towards her and said oh my goodness mercy, HELP, HELP, SOMEBODY I NEED HEELP! THERE'S A GIRL WHO'S PASSED OUT AND SHE NEEDS MEDICAL ATTENTION. Her husband opened the screen door and yelled out to his wife, WHAT'S ALL THE FUSSIN FOR ANGIE? Angie repsonded back with shouting: THERE'S AN AFRICAN AMERICAN LOOKIN GIRL THAT NEEDS MEDICAL ATTENTION! Her husband Artie licked his dry lips and scratched his rear while keeping the screendoor opening and responded back with: HAVE YOU CALLED 911? Angie yelled, NOOO, I DON'T HAVE THE PHONE OUT HERE, YOU'RE GONNA HAVE TO CALL THEM ARTIE. Artie was irritated and go her the go on woman you it yourself gesture. He didn't want anything to do with a black girl. Well, isn't artie a racisit, tsk, tsk, tsk. Anyway. Angie notice that the weekly sand storms was about to hit and so she carried in lil fatima and hurriedly walked up to the front porch and closed the door. The sand storm came in the town hitting the shingles with a rough brush of sand. You could hear the pitter patter of the sand agaist the house. Artie moved towards the window and watched through a closed window of the sand storm. Hey chuckled aloud it sure is a windy day angie. I know said Angie. Angie had placed fatima on the living room couch so that she could rest. Meanwhile Artie walked over to the couch to check out fatima. What is she an alien? She got some weird thing on her head as he scratched his head tryin to figure it out. Angie was coming by with a small cup of fresh cold water and told artie to move and leave her alone. Angie placed the cup on the coffee table and crouched down on the floor near fatima's face. She genty touch fatima on her cheeks to wake her up. She didn't move. Hmm, angie was stumped as she placed her arms on her wide hips. Quick, artie go grab a wash rag and run it under some cool water. Can do, said artie as he went to get the rag. Then artie came with the rag and handed to anie. Angie dipped one end of the rag in the cp of water and place the wet end on fatima's forehead. They waited for at least a minute and little fatima slowly opened her eyes. She was startled. How did these people find her? Why was she inside strange folks house? Ohh good you're awak honey. Here have a glass of fresh cold water. Fatima was nervouse. Artie had a second heart and reassured her with go on and drink some. It'll make ya big and strong. Okkkk thought fatima. She took the cup and drank all the water and let out a refreshing ahhh.Angie offered her some food. Are you hungry child. Fatima nodded slowly yet excitely. Foood yaaaaay alhamdulilah. Angie stood up and waited for fatima and she held fatt's hand and walked her over to the table. You came just in time for dinner. Oh don't forget said Artie, you're supposed to wash up for supper. That's right agreed angie, here lemme walk you towards the bathroom, artie, fix the little girl a place and some lemonade, do you like lemonade sweete, fatima nodded her head. Artie smiled as he fixed her a modest plated of food that had corn-on-the-cob, honey ham slices, peach cobbler, fried chicken, green beans, mac-and-cheese, coleslaw, potatoe salad, black eye pease, mash potatoes and gravy, and white rice. When they got back, fatima was starving for some good food. Artie placed the plate on the table in front of her while angie placed a napkin on her lap and one across her chest. Before she ate she said BismiAllah and ate her food. She didn't notice the ham there because she was hungry and didn't complain. She drunk her lemonade and ate her small bowl of peach cobbler. She sat back in the chair with a smile and a full belly. Angie was watching tv while knitting a baby cap. Artie stood by the counter drinking some lemonade and asking fatima, How was the peach cobbla? Fatima gave it a thumbs up. Atta girl he said. Angie makes the best peach cobbla in the town. You know she won first place with a blue ribbon at the 77th annual county fair. Fatima giggled and let out a big belch and quickly covered her mouth in embarrasement. Artie slapped his thigh and laughed as he place his empty cup on the counter and went to pick up fatima's dishes off the table. Now, don't you worry a burp is a good thing. It means you enjoyed my wife's cooking. Fatima smiled. Fatima can talk but didn't feel like it in this setting. Angie looked at the clocked on top of the old television and said Ooohh it's nine o-clock time for bed young one. Fatima hopped out of her chair and awaited for next move. I'm gonna show you wear you can sleep in my eldest daughter, Martha's room. She's a grown woman now and she visits every now and then but she wouldn't mind you to sleep in her room. Angie turned on the lights and Martha's room was small with a big collection of vintage victorian dolls sitting on the bed. Fatima was in awe. Oh you'll have to excuse these dolls, I'll move them out your way. Angie place the dolls in the old crib on top of each other and pulled the covers back so that fatima can slip in and sleep. Ahhhh a nice cozy bed, I miss this said fatima to herself. As angie finished tucking the child in she almost forgot about her headscarf. Sweetie, since you are in bed, are you allowed to take off your scarf. Oh, fatima forgot about that too. She kept it on for so long she forgot and wanted to keep it on. Angie told fatima that it was dirty and it needed cleaning. Fatima refused. Angie grabbed a mirror off the dresser to show fatima her dirty hijab and she was right, her hijab was messy. She agreed to let mrs. angie to clean it and give it back by morning. In fact, mrs. angie forgot to give fatima a bath first. So angie and fatima got up, but angie had to find some clothes that would fit fatima for the night until she could wash and dry fatima's dirty clothing.  Anyway she gave her the bath, fatima said her prayers while making dua that she would find her parents and move someplace in the meantime. The next morning angie and fatima were off to the market. Fatima got to wear her clothing and hijab which felt clean and new again. As angie went an got a cart, a sister with niqab came by in slow motion and stopped to see little fatima. She gave fatima the salaams. Fatima was so excited to see another muslim in the area that she snuck off from ms. angie and followed the niqabi around in the stored. They played peek-a-boo and mrs. angie had a cart and was looking around to find fatima. The niqabi was in the canned goods aisle, and fatima found her and spoke to her. Sister, have you seen my mommy and daddy, brother and sister? No said the niqabi. I'm not sure who they are. Why do you ask? Because every since the tornado had hit my town i couldn't find them and ever since yesterday i was staying with some non-muslims and even though they treated me well, i want to live amongst my sisters and brothers in Islam. Hmmmm, why didn't you say that before. Here come with me said the niqabi as she held out her hand and fatima went with her. Angie was looking in the store for little fatima and aggressively asking customers have they seen fatima. But angie didn't know the little girl's name. The niqabi went into the bathroom and had extra clothes for fatima to wear. She gave fatima a beautfiul brand new navy blue khimar set to put on and change her shoes for black mary janes and stuff the old clothes in her bag. They left the bathroom and everntually out of the store. Noone noticed. The niqabi opened the car door to let fatima in the backseat and buckled her up and shut the door and the niqabi got in and buckled up and drove off. When she got to her house she opened the car door up for little fatima to get out and welcomed her to her house in which case she was moving. Fatima, said the niqabi my name is Iqraa nice to meet you. Anywayz, me and my two girls are getting ready to move out of this place to go to a cooperative living home called the Sisters Sunnah House. Where my two girls (astacia and gracia) and you can live. Since your story is unique they can help sponsor you but not adopt you meaning, they'll take care of you similiar to what those non-muslims did except with alot of other muslims. They have play time, homeschool, food, education etc. Sounds like fun? It really does says fatima. So what are we watiing for let's go. the girls got into the car as Iqraa as she drove off from the house. When they arrived at the SSH later that night, fatima was so excited. She has never been to a place like this before. She, Astacia and Gracia were also amazed. Umm Tiara walked over to the three girls, gave them lolipops and walked with them to the waiting room so mommy can get stuff done. She supervised them along with other kids waiting for their mommies to be registered at the house. After Orientation, sister Iqraa could pick up her kids as well as sis fatima and went up towards their room. When homeschool started fatima had lots of fun with the other kids, but often reminsce of the old times with her family members. Sister Anisa noticed that fatima looked sad and wanted to speak with her to see if she would talk about what's troubling her. Fatima told her story in how she was displaced when a tornado came through her town, she got seperated by her family and lived on her own for six months until she walked into the next town and a couple took care of her for one night and that mrs. angie a non muslim woman wh took care of her took her to the store and that's where she met the niqabi iqraa who basically kidnapped her to her house with her kids and drove us down here that's my story. Wooow, said Anisa, what an interesting story. I'm kind of creeped out that you were kidnapped, but I'm glad you are here. You are a very intelligent young lady and she pinched her cheeks to cheer her and it worked but fatima sighed. hey you know what, how about I read you a story to take your mind off the pain. Okay agreed fatima. Ania clapped her hands. Children, it's story time! Yaaaay, the kids stopped what they were doing and got in a circle for story time. while fatima sat in the back to listen. Anisa helped out in the homeschool but she wasn't the teacher she was on break. Later that evening Anisa went down to the library to try and look up fatima's parents. She went on a website that had a listing of survivors. Anisa gained fatima's last name through one of her talks with her, her last name was Umar. She looked up the Umar family amongst the listings and there it was. They had a family picture and an urgent request for fatima. There was also contact information and so anisa typed and clicked send. The next morning she checked the computer and there was a reply in her email inbox. The father responded is it true, we have been searching for our daughter for six months? Before she could reply she logged out and wanted to see if fatima could confirm that these people were her parents. So she woke up fatima, and they both wen into the library. Anisa showed fatima the website and the contact information wondering if fatima knew these people. Fatima squinted and read some of the information on the page. Fatima was excited, yes these are my parents! Really? asked sister Anisa she was so excited! Yes, yes they are can you reply a message about my safety sister anisa? Sure i can said anisa. So it was sent. They waited patiently. Anisa thoughted heeey, I'm going to send them my cellphone number so they can call me so we won't have to waited by the computer. She sent another reply and then waited. After five minutes anisa's cellphone buzzed. Anisa answered, hello? As-salaamu alaikum said a mrs. Umar. Wa alaikum as-salaam mrs. umar, my name is anisa and your daughter is healthy, alive and she's sitting right next to me. Are you sure asked mrs. umar, yes ma'am here i'll let her talk to you. Okay said mrs. Umar. Fatima was so excited. As-salaamu alaikum mommy! Mrs. Umar screamed in the phone AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH Little faati it is you how are you? Oh my goodness Alhamdulilah, we were worried sick about you? What's going on? How did you survive? Fatima: I'm ok mom, some good people took cared of me along the way. Where are you all? Is everyone ok? Yes, alhamdylilah we are in atlanta right now staying at your grandmother's house. Wooow, so when do you think you can come home? Ummm, fatima held down the phone to speak with anisa. Anisa. Yes, said Anisa. Do you know when i could go home to my family? Oh as soon as possible. But i think before the SSH can release you, there have to be some paperwork and id to verify that they are your real parents althoguh i believe you, it's just a standard procedure here for your protection and their protection. Ok, said fatima i understand. She picked up the phone and began explaining what anisa said. Ok. well we can get the paperwork and id and contact where you are. Where are you by the way? I'm staying at the sisters sunnah home. You can go online and find the website. Oh ok, mrs, umar righting down the info so she could contact the house. Alright mom i have to go, but i'm so glad to know that you are alive and well, alhamdulilah. Alhamdulilah. Alright faati, talkied to you later, inshAllah, sallaamu alaikum, wwa-alaikum salaam! Fatima ended the called and closed the phone. She handed it to anisa and told her the good news. Two weeks later after the paperwork and ids have been cleared. The SSH allowed the umar's to come pick up their child. Anisa sid good-bye to sister Iqraa for bringing her heer and to her daughters astaica and gracia her were good sisters. She said good-bye to anisa and hugged her, and to Umm Tiara as well. Astacia walked over to fatima and gave her her old clothes and hijab back from when sister Iqraa changed her out into the navy blue khimar set. Thank you sister Astacia. Umm Tiara gave her a keepsake a t-shirt and extra hijab with lace. A honk at the door sounded and Umm Tiara rushed to answered the door a sister with a black abaya with golden embroiedery came in and saw her daughter, FATIMAAAA! Fatima said, MOMMMY! And they hugged each other as the sisters shedded tears because little fatima found her family, subhanAllah!Mrs. Umar kissed fatima on her cheeks and pinched them. She bent down to grab fatimas things and thanked the SSH for watching over her beloved daughter. They all said you welcome and sister anisa was tearing up the most. Fatima waved bye bye to her as mrs. Umar and fatima closed the door.

Additional Info

She loves circle time at homeskool

Ethnicity

african american

Nicknames

Faati



SSHC: Maymoona

She is a uptown muslim girl who loves big cities. She cannot stand small towns especially in the south. She likes the convenience of walking to her favorite shops for her clothing, her favorite spots to chow down, her job which is to work in a big time bank, and back in her beautiful apartment for size two except she had no other people living in her apartment. She made lots of money from her job which required her to work long hours, except on the weekends she got to relax. She didn't really like people around her much. She didn't get along with the sisters at the city masjid. She thought that the one reason why they didn't like her was because she wore beautiful clothes and they were jealous, part of her was satisfied with that, but sad that she needed companionship with at least of few sisters. So she stopped attending and just hung out at home. It was when she past the pet shop she thought of buying herself an a pet. She liked wild animals, perhaps the closest thing to a pet would be like tropical birds, and fish or perhaps an exotic snake and so she bought a snake and named him sasha. Maymoona loved sasha her pet snake, she would talked to him like he was her friend. She fed him and stroke his skin, it was nice and leathery like a snakeskin skirt. Maymoona sighed to herself. Who am I kidding, i cannot replaced sasha as a companion, i need to meet real sisters. She took her keys and left to go down to the coffee shop. She order a stong black coffee with extra sugar and a biscotti. Just then two sisters came in whispering as they looked towards maymoona. Maymoona was uncomfortable, and looked away from the girls. The barista tried to get may's attentinon. Ma'am your order is ready! Oh I'm sorry, thank you. The barista asked if may was ok? Yea I'm fine she replied. As maymoona was sitting down at her faveorite table and favorite seat at the table she grasped the hot cup and sipped the coffee like it was coco. It was a frosty day and she wore her favorite black satin gloves. She slowly looked up towards the direction of the whispering sisters. Another sister just walked in with a ankle length leather jacket with a rhinestone belt, a flare denim skirt and a satin turkish hijab with a red turtleneck and camel suede gloves with black and purple tinted shades with rhinestones, while carrying a big hobo dooney and burke beige and brown designer pleather purse. The sister wore some black ankle boots with a six inch heel. Maymoona stared hard at this girl. Who was she supposed to be looking like that? Obviously may admired her style, but sunshades in the winter? The sister walked over to the barista and made an order. She looked around and looked towards maymoona's direction. Maymoona quikly turned and sipped more of her coffee, mm mm this is delicious she said kind of aloud. Other people turned at her and looked at her weird. Maymoona said Oops. Slurp, slurp, sluuuuurrrrp. Just then a leather jacket appeared at ther table. Maymoona slowly looked up and it was thee mysterious stylish girl in the turkish hijab. The sister pulled out the chair and sat into it, and then scootched back up to the table twice. She place her dooney and burke coach bag on the table. Her breakfast smells nice. A grilled cheese, a vanilla latte, a strawberry scone, and an english muffin, half a tomatoe on pumperknickel bread with a spread of almond butter. Maymoona said woooow, that's some breakfast you have there, nervously waiting for her reaction. The girl paused while eating her strawberry scone and then continue eating. Maymoona finally ate her biscotti, it was a loud crunch, but she chewed very slowly so we wouldn't feel so embarrased. The MG or mysterious girl had finished the scone and starting drinking her vanilla latte and picked up her grilled cheese and bit off that. She placed half of her tomatoe and place it on top of the almond butter spread which was on the top of the pumperknickel bread and ate that. Maymoona watched carefully as she ate that disgusting combination. Gross she said to herself but didnt show it. She continue to eat her biscotti and drink more of her coffee. Just then the two whispering sisters stopped by the table and pulled up a chair. They both giggled and whispered in each other's ears it wwas sooooooo annoying. Finally one of them spoke. I so love your outfit sister! Yea it's sooooo urban, it's retro. Maymoona rolled her eyes, that was soooo incorrect what the sister was wearing was NOT retro, it was urban, but no way near retro. MG nodded as a thank you since she was still eating. The girls both turned towards maymoona. Maymoona waslike oh now they wanna speak to me. One of the girls reached out her hand and said Salaamu alaikum sister, my name is Zakira how are you, and your name is? Maymoona slowly reached out her hand to recieve the handshake and turned to look at MG, and back at the girls, wa alaikum salaaam, I am fine, oh and my name is Maymoona. Then the other girl reached out ther hand and gave the salaams to maymoona. As-salaamu alaikum sister my name is Malika! How are you sister maymoona? I am fine said sister malika. That's great to hear said zakira. Then there was an awkward silence. Maymoona looked at the girls, the girls looked at maymoona, then the girls and maymoona watched as MG was still finishing up. To break the ice maymoona asks sooooo, how's the masjid doing? Malika asked are you talking about Masjid Al-Sajdah, or Al-Nawmbi As-salaafi Masjid? Maymoona had never heard of the latter so she went with the first one. Masjid al-sajdah. Ohhh, that masjid is great, just great answered zakira. We are just visiting. Oh said maymoona. Where are you girls from? We are from florida, but we live at this house  called Sisters Sunnah Home, it's lika a big house where single sisters and single mothers and their children live together. The sisters are firendly, and everyone is nice said malika. Maymoona was being polite and responded ohhhh okay how cool is that? Very cool, added zakira. You should come and stay for a week to see what it's like offered zakira. Maymoona was very doubtful in that. Seeing as she didnt get along with the sisters at the masjid, how was she going to get along with lviing with a bunch of other sisters and kids. She didn't really like kids. They were loud, smelly, rude, messy brats in her eyes. It's like most mothers didn't know how to raise their children, the children she sees in the store would manipulate the parent into getting what they want and the parent had no choice but to submit. Other parents would spank their children in public places and as a result the child would cry very loudly and maymoona couldn't stand it. Maymoona said gee that sounds like fun. It is said malika. Pack your bags because you're coming with us to stay for a week said zakira. Uhhh, hey let's not jump into any conclusions said maymoona. Help a sister out as she spoke to MG. Mg picked up her napkin to wipe the corners of her mouth ever so slightly and stacked her dishes and trash onto the tray. She backed up chair up, stood up, pushed the chair in and her six inch heels clopped away like a horse. The girls watched as MG left the coffee shop without a word. Maymoona quickly rethinking the idea and since she thought yea i love the big city, but right now i have nothing here to come home to except sasha. But sasha was no longer wanted by her owner. She told the girls that she was excited to stay for a week. The next morning her bags were packed she gave her pet snake to a  neighbor Mr. peterson who was looking for an exotic snake and thanked maymoona. Zakira and Malika was in a taxi cab waiting for maymoona. Maymoona got in and they went to the airport. When they arrived at the SSH, Maymoona was in awe at the landscaping of the home. There were sisters greeting zakira and malika and also Umm Tiara who presented her with a gift basket and showed her the room she would be staying in. Maymoona absolutely loved it, although it wasn't the big city, she still enjoyed herself and made fast friends with Zakira, Malika and their friend who came with them the first time they came to the SSH Yessica.. All three girls showed Maymoona the outdoors and had a private picnic on a red and white gingham blanket with good southern home cooking while they each talked about themselves. Maymoona felt like she was at home and extended her stay from guest into resident.


Additional Info

She loves southern food now
She teaches sister her fashion tips during the friday nite fashon shows

Ethnicity

american

Nicknames

may, moona, new moon, may-may

SSHC: Umm Tiara

You're probably wondering why she is named Umm Tiara when there is no picture of her eldest daughter tiara in the picture. Well she has three children and she looks like and Umm Tiara to me so we'll leave it at that. Her son in this picture is Yousef. Yousef attends SSH homeskool along with the other kids. Umm Tiara is the sister whom is feature in some other sister's stories but she is in charge of marketing SSH, connecting sisters in need for shelter and who wants to participate in cooperative living with other sisters and so on. She is on the welcome commitee in which members greet, accomodates both residents and guests and make them feel special upon living here. Also when sisters leave they also help them to make and give them little keepsakes as well if they want them. Yea, Umm tiara plays a big role and yet she chooses not to work.

Additional Info.

She makes wonderful tajine dishes

She has a beautiful collection of morrocan kaftans that she brings to the SSH whenever she visits family in morroco

Ethnicity

Moroccan

Nicknames

Tee-tee

Tiara

Initiaing Conflict Resolution

I learned about this in my management class but these same principles can be applied here as well. In the text my mgmt book gives the denifition for conflict resolution. Conflict resolution is "managing a conflict by confronting the problem and solving it."

Steps to iniate conflict resolution*

1. Understand the problem
2. State the problem in terms of actions and effects
3. Listen to the problem

Is the problem acnowledged? If Yes.....
                                                If No, then restate the problem

     4. Find a solution together
     5. Restate the solution
     6. Implement the solution

I'm going to change supervisor to house keeper ok?

"To initiate conflict resolution, a housekeeper must begin by understanding what the conflict is. The housekeeper then states the problem and listens to the response; when the parties are communicating, they can find a solution and agree upon what each person will do.

To respond to a conflict, a housekeeper should listen to the other person and try to understand the problem. Then the housekeeper can build cooperation by agreeing with part of the statement and working with the other person to reach a solution.

To mediate conflict resolution, a housekeepr begins by establishing a constructive environment, then asks each person to explain what the problem is and state what he or she wants. Next, the housekeeper restates each position, asks for suggested solutions, and encourages the parties to select a mutually beneficial solution. Finally the housekeeper summarizes what course of action has been agreed upon."*

Supervision: Concepts and Skill-building 7th edition
by Samuel C. Certo

*Initiaing conflict resolution pg. 381
*Explaining how a supervisor can initiate conflict resolution, respond to a conflict, and mediate conflict resolution. pg. 396

Chill out, hot head!

There will be times where we have conflict in the houses such as disagreements, argumentaion, frustration, and sisters being upset about it,  but there is a way to handle these things. So let's reflect about these sayings.

Hadith - Sunan of Abu Dawood, Narrated Atiyyah as-Sa'di, r.a.

AbuWa'il al-Qass said: We entered upon Urwah ibn Muhammad ibn as-Sa'di. A man spoke to him and made him angry. So he stood and performed ablution; he then returned and performed ablution, and said: My father told me on the authority of my grandfather Atiyyah who reported the Apostle of Allah (peace be upon him) as saying: Anger comes from the devil, the devil was created of fire, and fire is extinguished only with water; so when one of you becomes angry, he should perform ablution.

Hadith - Sunan of Abu Dawood, Narrated Abu Dharr, r.a.

The Apostle of Allah (peace be upon him) said to us: When one of you becomes angry while standing, he should sit down. If the anger leaves him, well and good; otherwise he should lie down.

Also......

Be slow to anger and quick to cool down.

When angry, make wudu to "cool off."

When someone near you is furious, say "Audthu billahi mina shaitaan nir rajeem" (I seek refuge in Allah from the rejected/outcast satan).

If you are angry with someone, sit down. If that does not work, lie down. 

http://muttaqun.com/anger.html

What to do with muslim kids who have been displaced?

I was thinking about this as I was trying to sleep, I understand that we cannot adopt children but we can sponsor them. But what about the children who are displaced during natural disasters and their parents, relatives, or family have died and cannor be found what would they do in this situation? Well I was wondering if we could take them in until they become of age? Maybe the mosque can take them in as well, i'm not sure how this works. We can feed them, provide them clothing, fun activities, shelter, give them a good education, etc... When they become eighteen they can live somewhere else or continue staying here. Of course the males shouldn't stay long sonce the majority of residents and guests will be female and i don't wont them to feel uncomfortable so for a certain age, well i'm not sure what the cut off age is but yea that's something to think about.

Sisters taking a walk

It's nice to take a walk outside every once in awhile, but don't go alone, grab a group of sisters and walk along. Nice bonding time 2!

SSHC: Fatoumah

Beautiful Fatoumah was part of many refugee camps starting in africa and she ended up in europe. She knew of some sisters in europe, let's say in England. She was staying with a sister name Nana who helped refugees like fatoumah who is displaced from a country that let's it government do genocide and have civil wars instead of making peace. Fatu lost her daughter in the war one night it was awful. Anyways, she's safe and sound in england until she can find another place to stay, nana knows of a place and can hook her up. Fatu was excited inside. Nana told her all about it, but fatu had to get her paperwork and documents done in england before she went to america. Fatu was happy knowing that another sister could help her escape her home country, but the nightmares still haunt her and of her six year old daughter asima. It's been three years and fatu is ready for the US and the SSh. Nana told her good stories and knew of sisters that used to live there that are now married or moved out. Fatu arived the next day at the SSH with welcomed arms! Sister Umm Tiara gave her a special gift basket and more hugs as fatu had cried and said to herself I am home,my daughter asima, mommy is going to be taken cared of very well here. All the sisters walked in to the house together and had a good time together over dinner which was a traditional sudanese meal. Fatu was so happy and blessed that such sisters made her favorite meal she was so happy. That night she thanked Allah in her room and made tahajjud, and lots of dua so that she could stay here and help other sisters who have similiar experieinces so they won't have to be alone.

Additional Info.

She loves basket weaving

She is the Club leader for the Displaced Muslim sisters and their children who have been in refugee camps and such

Ethnicity

Sudanese

Nicknames

Fatu

SSHC: Khyra

Khyra wants her name to be pronounced as Khy-rah. Khy as in shy. Is a khaleeji girl who was mean from KSA. She was also one of the popular girls back at her former private school. Most of the girls loved her style and asking for her autographs. One day coming home from school she was bored. Although I love KSA, I'm ready to get up out of here she said. She would pick on girls who were less fashionable than her. You're nails are so fake. Is that your real hair or is that a wig? Is that a mask, my bad I thought it was your face. Woow, you're make-up looks sooooo bad right now. Why are you crying, is it your mascara bleeding? You have big arms. If I were you i would drop the fork and loose the pounds honey and so on. When a girl asked her for some bus fare Kyra said I don't have any, knowing full well that she rocked designer everything. She usually bought her crew meals like everyday just to show off to everyone else that she was wealthy. She threw sleepovers, parties, and went shopping daily so she would have the best and the rarest of most clothing. She bragged about how she her cousin in UAE could always give her a hook up on the latest designer wear. Most girls were jealous, but Kyra didn't care. She was kinda arrogant too. Her parents spoiled her alot, becuase she was their only child and was very special to them. One day the family home was on fire. Everyone was alive but everything else was burnt crisp. All the fortune was gone and they ate up their insurance, well some of it. Fortunately, Khyra'sparents got jobs in the USA and they flew out there, and since khyra was almost eighteen her parents thought it would be best to start over in a new land all on her own. If there's one thing we have learned from being wealthy is that money doesn't grow on trees said khyra's dad, and that material things will ultimately be destroyed added her mother. Khyra didnt like the way they were talking. Why were they talking this way. So she just had to ask the question. Mom, Dad, what's ging on? dad turned to khyra as he placed his strong hads on her shoulders. Khyra sweetie, me and your mother decided after much deliberation that it's time for you to experience life differently than before. Khyra was confused, What? Mom stepped in and told Khyra. We are very sorry for raising you up spoiled. We didn't teach you alot because we were so caught up in our own lives and spoiling. To make sure you had plenty, and that you would love us and not to harm us or runaway from abandment. Khyra was confused. Anyway, since we cannot afford you me and your mother came up with a plan for you to make it on your own. Dad did his research and told khyra that there is a place that takes care of girls like you in your situation. You get to live together amongst each other, sharing and caring, praying and learning, it's like cooperative living only with muslim females. Oh i must note that khyra and her family are muslims, it's just that they haven't been practing for awhile until that tradegy hit them and they woke up and have to restart themselves over. You may live there until me and your mother can make it and you are welcome to visit. Khyra shedded some tears and hugged her parents. Where will you guys be staying? Mom said, My sister (your aunt lives in america) so we will be staying with her until when can get our own place but being of the age of 18 we thought that being around sisters near or older than you would probably want to be there than with us. Khyra shook her head that's not true mommy. Dad reassured her. Don't worry, there will be a taxi in the morning to come pick you up and you will be starting a new journey. Write often! The next morning khyra got dressed and ready to go to the SSH. Just then a van pulls up with logo SSH. A woman with niqab steps out. It's Sister Shahidah! The one who was abused by her husband but anyway she is the chaffeur of the house, so anywayz she's super nice and give the greetings to khyra's parents and khyra. She hugs khyra and introduces herself.Khyra hugs her parents real tight and runs off into the van. Khyra's parents waves to the sisters as they both drive off into driveway, onto the street and is gone. When she arrives at SSH. Sister Umm Tiara welcomes her with a smile and a bear hug. Khyra is uncomfortable, lol but she takes it. A strange new feeling overcame khyra. Something she is not use too. People being nice to her. She sees the world in a different light, not just in terms of someones value in worth of money nor in popularity but in pureness, she learns this at the SSH.

Additional Info.

Khyra loves KSA and UAE fashion

She is a khaleeji girl

Ethnicity

Arab

Nicknames

Kee-ra, Kay-rah, kee-kee

SSH Gear

SSH gear is any apparal that is affiliated with the house. The gear can be used for a number of things such as:

• Events
• Monthly trips
• Keepsakes (for when you leave the house)
• Sports team
• etc.

You may buy these items in the supply closet or online and you can also win them in the trivia nite fun!

This was made by vistaprint to put the new logo on a ladies short sleeve shirt

Names for rooms

For room names:

The rooms that you sleep in, require privacy, etc can be called a variety of names:

• personal rooms
• living quarters
• your room
• internal room
• private room

The rooms that are accessible to everyone (escept visitors) are:

• non-private roons
• non-personal rooms
• external rooms

The rooms that guests sleep in and use are called guest rooms

What should we do with the trash in our rooms?

Ok, yesterday I realized what are we gonna do when garbage day comes? How are we going to gather up all the garbage from room to room? Of course everyone is responsible for their own trash unless you need help you may require assistance. Guests are responsible as well, this is no hotel. So i was thinking like in the evening time someone or early morning before the grabage collector comes, you know how the hotel ppl gather all the garbage in a hotel? Well we can do suttem similiar. We'll need a roller cart of course and we'll each take a turn on rotation of who has trash duty. Make sure you bag up all the trash in your room such as bathroom, room, and feminine pad trash. Other stuff such as personal documents can be shredded and recycled which can be dealt with too, say on wednesdays, we could gather up all the recycled items and someone takes them to the recycling center a group of sisters, also on rotation duty.

House Meetings

 Basically this is to inform residents and possible guests to attend, voice opinions, and vote on topics to know what's going on in the house. Not everything will be up for discussion just that seems important for everyone to know about. Such things that would be on an agenda like:

• Q and A
• What night activity should the sisters can sisters come up with for monday, thursday, saturday, and sunday? (exs. tuesday trivia nite and wednesday game nite)
• Voting so people can get a chance to vote
• Express feelings (if they are not private)
• Bring up concerns in the house
• There are also comment cards for the guests when they stay over as well as the visitors
• Important events coming up
• Any announcements around the house
• Rent increase or decrease

Should these meetings be weekly, bi-weekly, or monthly?

Cooperative Living SSH

Here's a simple definition of what the SSH is provided by wikipedia

http://activerain.com/blogsview/2768065/cooperative-living-at-it-s-finest-in-maplewood-mn-55119

"share the social and economic benefits of living together with others who are supportive and compatible."

"Co-operative living arrangements occur when three or more unrelated people chose to live together and share a common residential structure.
Typically, in these co-ops, several people occupy a single dwelling unit, such as a large house, with each person (or couple) having a private area, including a bedroom and, often, a bathroom. In addition, the common areas of the dwelling usually include a shared kitchen, dining room and living room plus, at times, recreation or outdoor spaces."
^{http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Co-operative_living_arrangements}

What about sisters in need?

This is a delicate situation and at the moment the only thing I could think of is to ask the sisters with no kids to share their rooms with other sisters so they'll also have a place to sleep. Provided that they have children with them as well. Basically sisters who cannot afford rent, or have very little to pay with.

The sisters in need who fit in this category are:

• Sisters from natural disasters who have no place to stay or don't where to go
• Sisters from abused backgrounds
• Young sisters who have been kicked out of their parents or guardians' home
• Sisters who are unemployed
• Sisters who have been evicted from their residence
• Sisters who have been layed off
• Sisters who have recently been divorced

If there is any other need that pretains to any muslim sister similiar to these above situations please let me know inshAllah, jazakhallah.

What we should do

Well, as in one example of the SSHC in the previous post one sister named Anisa was unemployed and would offer her services to maintain the home because she was unable to pay, so another sister named Maryam made a modest living and offered to pay her way until she could get a job and anisa did by maryam networking with anisa and now anisa has a day job...

Bedroom looks

You can get an idea of how big the room can be...not too big and not too small, if you have children, you're gonna need a little more space as well.
I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THESE PHOTOS!

Room ideas

Just some pictures i found on the net and wondered how beautiful they would look in the house, enjoy!
I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THESE PHOTOS!

I got these pictures from this link: http://bighouses.biz/2011/06/09/huge-inside-pictures-or-luxurious-houses/
Not all came from the link

The Difference between residents, guests and visitors

Here at the SSH we have three different category of sisters or people who will interact within or outside the house as well as their rooms. I'm pretty sure I have explained this before, If not here it is, see where you would fit.

Residents 


Residents are the sisters who either live at the SSH

• Temporary 6 months or less
• Semi Temp. 1-5 years
• Permanent 6 years +

Guests

Are sisters who choose to need a place to stay and then they are outta here! If they are interested in staying they need to book a room prior at least a month to reserve the room, and their maybe those rare times where sisters show up with no where to go and it's raining or wherever but they only need a few days we may think of something inshAllah.

• Sisters who are out of town who choose not to go to the hotels nor have any family here
• Sisters who are from another country who are visiting but want to stay over

Visitors

Are sisters, non-muslim and muslim relatives that may may come to visit just don't bring the whole family over.  These folks are only allowed to be here during daylight hours and they also need to sign in and out. We don't need random people coming through the house looking for trouble.

When it comes to activities such as Trivia and Game night, guests who are staying may participate in the fun and eat some of our food so we wont have any waste... 

Guest Accomodations

Since these sisters are only staying for a couple of days (like if they were staying in a hotel) they can could request something special as long as it's reasonable, or they may participate and interact with the other sisters and what not. If they need to use the computer they may sign in on the guest account.