My Son the Muezzin.

Ever since we first moved here, when the Mosque muezzin (the guy who sings the call to prayer) "goes off" I have made it a joke by saying to Kaden, "Hey! It's Mosque Man!" and he would giggle and grin and that was that. Well, I have inadvertently made my son a Muslim convert.

Now, every time the Mosque sounds, Kaden stops whatever he is doing to raise his eyebrows in peaceful song. He almost knows the way it ACTUALLY GOES too. So, the real muezzin sings the Adhan (the call to prayer), which goes phonetically, like this:

Allahu Akbar (God is the Greatest)
Ash-hadu an la ilaha illallah (I bear witness that there is no deity except God)
Ash-hadu anna Muhammadan rasulullah (I bear witness that Muhammad is the Messenger of God)
Hayya alas-salah (Make haste towards prayer)
Hayya alal-falah (Make haste towards welfare)
As-salatu khayru min an-naum (Prayer is better than sleep) (<--- only in the first call of the morning.)
Allahu akbar (God is Greatest)
La ilaha illallah (There is no deity except God)

So Kaden sings, “Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhh….. Aaakbah” I swear to God. I have been singing it to and with him for WAY too long apparently, because now we must drop everything and sing along. Which made me think last night what a cute little muezzin he would make… screw American Idol, the UAE should come up with a spin-off version for the Middle East called “Muezzin Idol”. The contestants must prove their worthiness by having pretty voices AND good character! I think it would be a great show!

Anyway, Kaden is a huge singing and dancing fan altogether now and his favorite music is rock, my Dad will pleased to know. He squats and stands and squats and stands to Queen like it’s nobody’s business.