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ShredRite Facebook ad: Old Quran, kitab and madrasah book collection in Singapore

Running for 28 days since September 26, 2026. Crush last saw it on October 24, 2026.

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He had moved into his own home. His madrasah books were still in mine. “Mak, have you seen my spare charger?” That was what he called to ask about. I was standing in his old room, looking at three stacks of books he hadn't asked about at all. “I found your madrasah things.” A pause. “Still have?” Apparently, yes. He had taken his clothes, his computer and the chair he insisted was better than the new one he had bought. I had found the charger behind his bed. The books were in the cupboard underneath the shelves. I hadn't opened that part while he was packing because we already had enough on the floor. Now I could see what was there. Workbooks from different years. An old Iqra book. Kitab and religious notes. Plastic folders with loose sheets pushed inside because the fasteners had broken. On top was a class timetable. I remembered checking it on Saturday mornings while calling down the corridor for him to hurry up. Back then, there was always something missing. A pencil. A book. One sock. He would tell me he had already packed everything. I would ask him to check again. Then I would find the missing book under the one he was holding. Now he was ordering furniture, comparing appliances and telling me when the people installing his curtains were coming. I was still finding his books. I brought the first stack to his bed and started going through it. Some copies were perfectly usable. Others had covers coming away, loose sections or pages missing. I took a photo and sent it to him. He called that evening. “Don't clear everything first, Mak. I want to see.” So the books stayed on the bed until Sunday. When he came over, he put his keys down and opened a workbook. “I remember this teacher.” He told me about a boy in his class who had brought the wrong book three weeks in a row. Then he admitted that once, the boy had borrowed his because he had forgotten his own homework. I looked at him. “You never told me that.” “You would have asked about my homework.” He was right about that. We sat there longer than either of us expected. He chose a few books to bring home. I kept a Quran that was still in good condition. We put useful copies aside to offer to relatives. The damaged materials made a separate pile. When he left, he took his chosen books and the charger. I took the remaining pile back to the cupboard. I told myself I would deal with it when I had a free afternoon. A week later, I needed the table for visitors and moved another folder into the same cupboard. The week after that, I opened it looking for something else and saw the pile again. I had finished deciding what to keep. I hadn't worked out what to do with the rest. My husband suggested taking photographs of the covers if I wanted to remember them. I did take a few. But after I put my phone down, the books were still there. Photographs helped me keep a memory. They didn't tell me where the damaged religious materials should go. I searched online, read different discussions and made a note to check again. Each time, I stopped before I had an actual collection arranged. One afternoon, Kakak came over and spotted the folders. “Those are from when he was in madrasah?” “Some of them. There are books from the others mixed in too.” She picked up one of the old Iqra books. “I think I passed you this.” We tried to work out which child had used it first. Then she asked what I was doing with the damaged pile. “Still finding out.” A few days later, she sent me ShredRite's service page. “This one collects old Qurans and religious books from home. Have a look.” I opened it while waiting for the rice to cook. ShredRite collected Qurans, kitab and madrasah books in Singapore. The team would weigh the materials in front of me at my doorstep, then transport them to their facility for P-5 micro-shredding and recycling. I read that part twice. I had been looking at the cupboard as something I needed to finish sorting. Now I could see the next step after sorting. I sent the page to my son. He called and asked which materials I wanted collected. We talked through the pile together. His chosen books were already at his new home. The Quran I wanted to keep was on my shelf. I had checked with the family about the other useful copies. What remained was ready for disposal. We looked at the price. Books were S$5.50/kg, plus the booking fee. A mosque referral code could bring the usual S$20 booking fee down to S$10. “Do you know how heavy the books are?” he asked. “No. They'll weigh them in front of me.” I checked the service details and sent my collection request through WhatsApp for confirmation. Once it was confirmed, I went back to the cupboard. This time, the damaged materials went into a bag ready for collection. I checked between the pages as I packed, taking out a loose note I wanted to keep. On collection day, the materials were weighed at my doorstep and taken away. I went back into his room with the empty bag I had been using to carry things between the cupboard and the bed. There was space now. I put away the folders I was keeping without having to press the cupboard door shut. That evening, my son sent me a photo. The books he had chosen were on a shelf in his new home. “Found space,” he wrote. I sent him a photo of his old cupboard. “Me too.” He called to ask if I was turning his room into something else. “Not yet. You still have things to collect.” There was a pause. “My charger?” “You took that already.” If old Qurans, kitab or madrasah books are waiting at home, start by choosing what the family wants to keep. Pass on useful copies where appropriate. ShredRite can collect the religious materials you are ready to dispose of from your doorstep in Singapore. Books cost S$5.50/kg. Use either ALEEM10 for Masjid Abdul Aleem Siddique or KHALID10 for Masjid Khalid to reduce the usual S$20 booking fee to S$10. The weight rate is unchanged, and the discounts do not combine. View the collection details on our website, then send your booking request through WhatsApp for confirmation.

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