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Arabian Nights: The Story Of The Genie In The Bottle

A Bottle Of Dust

There was once a poor, old fisherman. Every day he went to the sea with his net. Every day he prayed to God to fill his net with fish. Sometimes God answered his prayers: often He did not.

pulled his net out of the water. There was nothing in it except a dirty old bottle. The fisherman was sad. He wanted fish, not an old bottle.

Perhaps I can sell it; he said to himself. He washed the mud off the bottle and looked at it. It was very old, and it was fastened with a strange seal. The fisherman did not know much about old things. He did not know that the seal on the bottle was the seal of the great King Solomon himself, Perhaps there is something useful in the bottle, he said to himself. He opened the bottle with his knife.

He looked inside. The bottle was empty. Then the fisherman turned it over and shook it. Dust came out, at first just a little, then more and more. Faster and faster, dust flew out of the bottle and up into the air like a dark cloud. The cloud grew and grew. Soon the fisherman saw the shape of a huge man of dust. It was a magic man, a genie.

An Angry Genie

Some genies are small and friendly but this one was as tall as a mountain and as fierce as a tiger. It did not look at all friendly. It looked angry and bad.

The fisherman's mouth hung open. His eyes were as big as plates and he was very frightened. He knelt on the sand and prayed to God to save him. When the genie spoke, the earth shook and the sky grew dark.

Oh Solomon great King I am sorry and I will never do it again....The genie stopped and looked at the frightened little fisherman. You are not Solomon!

The fisherman shook his head. He said nothing. He was too frightened to speak.

Who let me out of the bottle? asked the genie. I did sir said the fisherman.

Get ready to die, little man roared the genie. But what have I done to you Great One?

Choose the way you want to die, little man, said the genie. Make it painful and nasty and very horrible. If it is not horrible enough, I will think of a much more horrible way.

But what have I done? repeated the poor fisher-man. How have I made you so angry?

Listen little man I will tell you my story---but get ready to die afterwards. Don't think I will forget.''

The Genie's Tale

I am a great genie, said the genie and I fought against King Solomon himself . My army was beaten and king Solomon made me his prisoner. I knelt down and Solomon made me his prisoner. I knelt down and begged him for my life. He could see how sorry I was.

Stand up King Solomon said to me. Just obey me, Then I shall forgive you, and we can be friends. You forgive me? I roared. Me I am the greatest strongest genie in the whole world. You will have to wait a long time before I will do as you tell me! And you will wait much, much longer before I will become your friend!''

Then King Solomon said some magic words, and I suddenly felt myself getting smaller and smaller. He put me in this bottle. He closed it up with his own great seal. Then he told one of his soldiers to throw it into the sea. That's my story, said the genie.

But King Solomon died two thousand years ago! said the fisherman.

Two is dead and I cannot kill him! Well, little man, you can take his place. I shall kill you instead. Get ready to die, He took a long shining knife out of his belt, and he smiled a big ugly smile.

The Simple Fisherman

The genie looked down at the fisherman. He thought the little man would be very frightened. But the fisherman was looking at the genie with a smile on his tired,, old face.

Well now said the fisherman you don't think I am going to believe that do you?

You don't believe me? roared the genie. He was so angry that the sea the sky shook. He lifted the big knife above his head. Butt the fisherman just smiled again.

Now tell me the truth--where did you come from? You didn't come out of that little bottle, did you? I know I am a simple man, but I am not stupid. How could a great genie inside such a small bottle?

I am a genie, said the genie, Genies can do anything!''

Well I am not going to believe that said the fisherman. Look--I am a lot smaller than you and I can't get into that bottle. He tried to push his foot down through the neck of the bottle, and of course the could not do it. You can't tell me, the fisherman continued, little bottle. It's just silly.

The genie was so angry. 'me?' he roared. 'Silly?' he roared. 'you are the silly one, little man. Can 't you understand? A great genie like me can do anything. Watch!'

Back In The Bottle

The body of the genie, tall as a mountain, broke up into a cloud of many different colours. The cloud grew smaller and smaller. At last, all that was left was some dust. The dust went through the neck of the bottle.

'Oh!' smiled the old fisherman. 'So that's how you do it! Now I know you are a great genie.' Then he quickly took the seal and pushed it on top of the bottle. The bottle was fastened again-and the genie was inside!

'And you can stay there for another two thousand years!' cried the fisherman. 'I shall tell the people in my village about you, too! Then, if they find your bottle, they will know they must not let you out.'

He thanked God for His help and he threw the bottle far away into the sea.

Relevant Tales From The Arabian Nights Stories:
	The Story Of The Unhappy King
	The Story Of The Genie In The Bottle
	The Story Of The Aladdin And The Magic Lamp
	The Story Of The Aladdin And The Princess
	The Story Of The Ali Baba
	The Story Of The Man With Three Wives
	The Story Of The Tale Of Sinbad The Sailor
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