Jester Of Cloves

1.

Sohail woke's up in a daze , but not just any daze a unbearable headache.

Sohail than realizes he didn't ate anything expect breakfast like every other day sometimes he works so much that he forgets to eat it was a habit he learned around ramadan he started fasting when he was 7 years old that age is when he began to work with his father at his restaurant .

What is Ramadan? Ramadan is where muslims fast to sacarfice their god Allah and be closer with him (Allah is the arabic word for god.)

they are not allowed to eat they are not allowed to drink and yes not even water they fast till dawn to sunset and they break there fast when the sun sets and the moon is up in the sky.

They pray 5 times a day every single day which is very important in ramadan.

Ramadan is supposed to help people understand how the poor feels everyday.
No lunch no dinner his father yells his name it rings Sohail's ears which aches his headache even more.

Sohail covered his left ear grinding his teeth and shaking his head but brushes off anyway.

He gets ready for work same old routine he follows every single day. Than something stops him he looked at his secret stash his books that he keeps hidden under the floor there isa small square handle door that he covers.

Than something stops him he looked out around his room to make sure no one was peeking in his secret stash no its not drugs instead its his books and his music box.

Sohail picks up his box its perfect and its already done but its not perfect enough...

he tore it apart just to fix tiny mistakes he took his working needle and starts working on it. Sohail is very nervous and anxious he was thinking crazy scinearios of his father barging into his room while Sohail is caught in the act but luckily he was safe in sound.

Sohail loved making electrical things like robots or phones or devices that emit light it was his dream his little music box has a little city of san diego in california america.

He put everything back together as it was. Than he played the music box was again

"Sohail!" His father yelled. "Come down here at once!"

"Yes father!" Sohail replied.

Sohail was in a panic and put everything back and put his clothes on everything brushed his teeth fast as he can and dashed downstairs.

His father yelled at him once more and Sohail finally arrived. They went to the restaurant but something happened.

Sohail's POV

"Here we go all done. I have finished washing the dishes, and setting up the plates for new customers. "

I began to set up the utensils on the tables and everything *I whip out a bouttee of flowers* and put flowers on the vases and put the vases on every table.

I checked my fathers list of what he wanted to do. "Ok i have done the plates the bouttes cleaning the tables.

So i have to sweep up the floors than." I plopped my list in my sweater that i have wrapped around my waist as i grab the broom and started sweeping the floors until it was 3:00.

Than i got tired and decided to make myself a cup of tea i made sure Abo isn't around (Abo meaning father in somali) he doesn't let me make anything that is for me only if its for our customers and after work that never happens we never catch a break.

We have to push each and every single penny out of these customers we can't have a break we can't give up now.

I secertly take breaks behind my fathers back he focus on the stuff he does and i go to sleep really early about 6 o clock.

when the sun is still up these two days i have given slowly given up in myself i know but i can handle it.

What ever can i do? oh well i can do what i can do not something i can't.
A new customer has arrived a whole family that doesn't seem native here and a boy that looks similar to make a age.

If course of any waiter i weclome them into the restuarant assighed where they be sitting for today.

The family seat down and i followed them and asked what well they be asking thankfully it wasn't a long order this time. thank god.

i went back to the kitchen and made the food and my father prepared the meat and butchered it

Me and my father prepares the food and served our customers the family looked happy to see their food and I continue to work. The mom looked at me and asked "do you work here?"she said in a arabic accent.

And I said "yes I work here. Why?"

"You look so young. To young to work."

"Oh um." "Its a family business ma'am."

"Ah i see let me talk to uuhh *says something in arabic seems confused* the manager yes. The manager yes."

Ok so i called my father and he was just helping them out and i went back ot the kitchen and conitinued to work there my father and the strangers were getting along.

"i wonder what they were on about?" i whispered.

Than my father called me in. i walked up towards him i was starting to feel abit shy he looked at me with a happy face "Sohail this is henry and gina and these are there children jameel and sara."

"hello again."

"you must be sohail" The mother (Gina) says showing a friendly smile.

"yes. I am."

"Mashallah you are a very hard working child yes."
Than I talked to the family and stuff and everything went well I went back to finish the work until 8:00 I went back home.....

*Sohail went to bed that night and tried his best to fall back to sleep*

But he couldn't

Sohail looked out the window still in the bed he looked at the sky......