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Get to know the Companions, the scholars, and the most exalted among them.
A new challenge: Who am I?
I am one of the Companions from the Muhajirun.
I am the disciple (hawari) of the Messenger of Allah, peace and blessings of Allah be upon him.
I am one of the ten promised Paradise.
I was the first to draw a sword in Islam.
This happened when a rumor spread by the Shaytan circulated,
claiming that the Messenger of Allah, peace and blessings of Allah be upon him,
had been seized in the upper reaches of Makkah.
I went out, though I was a boy of twelve years,
with a sword in my hand.
Whoever saw me was amazed and said,
"The boy has a sword with him!"
I reached the Prophet, peace be upon him,
and he asked, "What is the matter with you?"
I replied, "I heard that they had seized you,
so I came to strike with my sword whoever had taken you."
He prayed for me and for my sword,
and he named me his disciple.
When the persecution of the polytheists against us in Makkah intensified,
I migrated to Abyssinia with those who migrated.
An incident occurred there that terrified us.
A man rose up
to challenge the Negus for his kingdom.
By Allah, we had never known a sadness
greater than that,
fearing that this man would defeat him,
and he would not recognize our rights as the Negus had.
We began to call upon Allah and seek His aid for the Negus,
and we said,
"Who will go out to witness the battle and see who emerges victorious?"
I said, "I will."
I was the youngest of them in age.
They inflated a waterskin for me and placed it against my chest,
and I began to swim across the Nile with it,
until I emerged on the other side,
where the people had met.
I witnessed the battle,
and I saw the victory of the Negus,
and how Allah defeated that man and killed him.
I returned to the people,
and I began to wave my garment to them, saying,
"Rejoice!
For Allah has granted victory to the Negus."
By Allah, we never knew a joy
like our joy at the victory of the Negus.
Then we stayed with him,
until those of us who left for Makkah departed,
and those who remained stayed.
At the Battle of Badr,
I was wearing a yellow turban,
and Jibril and the angels descended in my likeness.
So, who am I?
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The best of generations in their stances and examples,
following the Messenger whenever he strove or spoke.
They were here, watering the clouds of our lives,
and through their stances, their memory is exalted.
They departed and cast a question into the conscience:
Is there a star like them that has risen and shone?
They filled life with glories through their deeds,
and the world of the noble flourished because of them.