History remembers her in accents fresh with admiration and rich with praise, and two scenes from among those exploits will suffice for us: the first took place on the Day of Uhud, and the second on the Day of the Trench.

As for what she did at Uhud, she went out with the Muslim army in a small band (1) of women, striving in the cause of Allah. She moved back and forth carrying water, quenching the thirsty, shaping the arrows, and repairing the bows (2). Yet she had another goal as well: to watch the battle with every fiber of her being—and little wonder (3), for on that field stood her nephew, Muhammad—may Allah bless him and grant him peace.