BISMILLAH

  “Mom, Mom! ” Jamaal ran into the house. “Mom,

can I eat at Don’s house?” Jamaal’s mother was

sitting in the living room. “Did his mother ask

you?” she asked. “Yes,” said Jamaal. “She

asked me to come for lunch.” “What are they

having?” asked his mother. “They are not

having pork,” said Jamaal. “They know I can’t

eat that. They are having tuna fish.”