MANOHAR’S RELIGION – HINDUISM

Manohar-Hinduism

MANOHAR’S RELIGION – HINDUISM

Brrr! Manohar shivers as his mother pours water over him. He is standing outside his house in the village of Amtala, India and the morning air is cold on his bare skin. But he must bathe first thing each morning, right after he wakes up. This is a law of his religion.

When Manohar has bathed, he goes into the kitchen. Above the stove is a shelf on which stands a picture of the god Siva. Each morning Manohar puts a few grains of rice or a flower before the picture as an offering. He presses the palms of his hands together and bow his head. His mother lights a stick of sweet-smelling incense for the god. Then, with yellowish paste, Manohar puts a round mark on his forehead that shows he is a follower of Siva.

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DEBORAH’S RELIGION – JUDAISM

Deborah-Judaism

DEBORAH’S RELIGION – JUDAISM

The afternoon sun is a big, red ball hanging low in the sky. Many of the people in the city of Tel Aviv – Yafo, in Israel, are hurrying home. It is Friday, and soon the sun will set. From then until the sun goes down on Saturday, it will be the Sabbath.

Deborah watches as her mother lights the Sabbath candles. The soft glow makes the room seem very warm and cozy. Deborah’s father blesses the family’s wine and bread. Then they sit down to their Sabbath supper.

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RUDI’S RELIGION – ROMAN CATHOLIC

Rudi-Roman Catholic

RUDI’S RELIGION – ROMAN CATHOLIC

Ding! Dong! Come to church. It’s Sunday morning in the town of Landeck, Austria. The big bell in the steeple of Rudi’s church is ringing to remind people to come and worship God.

The inside of Rudi’s church is very beautiful. There are colored pictures painted on some of the walls. There are statues of Jesus Christ, of Christ’s mother, Mary, and many of saints. Candles glow and flicker everywhere. The sun shining through the stained-glass windows makes them look like bright paintings.

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CHITRA’S RELIGION – BUDDHISM

Chitra-Buddhism

CHITRA’S RELIGION – BUDDHISM

What will I be when I’m born again?, wonders Chitra. I’d hate to be a pig, but I suppose that’s what I’ll be if I am bad.

But I won’t be sad, she tells herself. I’ll do all the things the Buddha said to do. I’ll be kind to everyone. I’ll give everything I have to poor people. Maybe, if I’m very good, I won’t have to be born again at all. Maybe I will be achieve nirvana when I die. Then I will be in perfect peace forever.

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