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Muhammad.
These were happy days that would
sadly not last long. Abd al-Muttalib
was old and two years later, after
falling ill, he too died. Muhammad,
who was eight years old now,
sobbed as he followed his grandfa-
thers bier to the graveyard. He was
all alone once more. Or so he
thought.
Before he died Abd al-Muttalib
called his son Abu Talib and asked
him to take care of Muhammad.
Abu Talib was not a rich or powerful
man, but he was noble and had the
best character of all.
He took the boy, Muhammad into
his care, treating him like his very
own son. Muhammad would learn
much good from his noble uncle
Abu Talib. And his uncle too saw
that Muhammad was no ordinary
child. Muhammad was loving, kind,
and sensitive, and always con-
