It was somewhat the last arabic class for students with absolutely no arabic background taught by Ust H. I wasn’t a student there, I have no idea what I was doing there.
Well anyways, after you left, there is this one caucasian student thanking ustaz from the depth of his heart for teaching him arabic and because of that he was able to understand (Islam/Quran)
Suddenly he took his syahadah (embraced Islam). I gasped. Like literally 😱😱😭 awwwww.
I remember in that dream. I thought to myself, hey I want to post something about this. About how people was able to understand this beautiful religion by reading the Quran, by understanding arabic.