O
ne day, Zafar was very excited. The teacher had given them
homework about what it means to be pure. The teacher
wanted them to gather information on this topic from whatever source
they could find and to read what they had written to the class. Zafar
brought to mind everything he knew about purity, but he could still
not decide how to tell the class about it. Of course, there was a lot
more he didn't know about the subject. Zafar then had a good idea.
Since the teacher had said that they could gather information from
whatever source they wanted, he would ask Uncle Hamid, who lived
in his apartment building. Immediately he picked up his pen and
notebook, got permission from his mother and went to Uncle Hamid's
apartment. Uncle Hamid was very pleased that Zafar had come to
see him about this subject and they began to talk:
"Uncle Hamid," asked Zafar, "everyone should be clean, but some
friends of mine come to school in the morning without even washing
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