AladdinandtheEnchantedLampL1Manyyearsago,inacityinArabia,
therewasaboycalledAladdin.Helivedwithhismotherinalit
tlehousenearthemarket,andtheywereverypoor.Aladdin’smot
herworkedallday,andsometimeshalfthenight,butAladdinnev
erhelpedher.Hewasalazyboyandhedidnotliketowork.Heo
nlywantedtoplayallthetime.Everymorningheranthroughthe
streetstothemarket.There,hetalkedandlaughedandplayedw
ithhisfriendsallday.Thenintheeveninghewenthomeforhis
dinner.Andeverynighthismothersaidtohim:‘Oh,Aladdin,Ala
ddin!Youarealazyboy-agood-for-nothing!Whenareyougoingt
odosomework,myson?’ButAladdinneverlistenedtohismother
.Onedayinthemarkettherewasanoldmaninalongblackcoat.
Aladdindidnotseehim,buttheoldmanwatchedAladdinveryca
refully.Aftersomeminuteshewentuptoanorange-sellerandas
ked:‘Thatboyinthegreencoat-whoishe?’‘Aladdin,sonofMust
afa,wastheanswer.Theoldmanmovedaway.‘Yes,’hesaidquiet
ly.‘Yes,thatistheboy.Therightname,andtherightfather.
’ThenhecalledouttoAladdin:‘Boy!Comehereforaminute.Is
yournameAladdin?Aladdin,sonofMustafa?’Aladdinlefthisfri
endsandcametotheoldman.Yes,’hesaid,‘IamAladdin,sono
fMustafa.Butmyfatherisdead.Hediedfiveyearsago.’‘Dead!
’Saidtheoldman.‘Oh,no!’Heputhisfaceinhishandsandbe
gantocry.‘Whyareyoucrying?’askedAladdin.‘Didyouknowmy
father?’Theoldmanlookedup.‘Mustafawasmybrother!’hesaid
.‘Iwantedtoseehimagain,andnowyoutellmeheisdead.Oht
hisisnotahappydayforme!”ThenheputhishandonAladdin’s
arm.“Buthereismybrother’sson,andIcanseeMustafainyou
rface,myboy.Aladdin,Iamyouruncle,Abanazar’‘Myuncle?’sa
idAladdin.Hewasverysurprised.‘Didmyfatherhaveabrother?
Ididn’tknowthat.’‘Iwentawaybeforeyouwereborn,myboy,’
saidtheoldman.‘Look.’Hetooktenpiecesofgoldoutofhis
bag,andputthemintoAladdin’shands.‘Gohometoyourmotheran
dgivethismoneytoher.Tellheraboutme,andsaythis:Herhu
sband’sbrotherwantstomeether,andheisgoingtovisithert
omorrow.’TenpiecesofgoldisalotofmoneyandAladdinwasver
yhappy.Heranhomequicklyandgavethegoldtohismother.At
firstshewasafraid.‘Wheredidyougetthis,Aladdin?Didyouf
indit?Itisn’tourmoney.Youmustgiveitback.’‘Butitisour
money,Mother,’saidAladdin.‘Myuncle,myfather’sbrother,ga
vethemoneytous.UncleAbanazariscomingtovisitustomorrow
.’‘Who?Youdon’thaveanuncleAbanazar.’‘Butheknowsmyname,
andmyfather’sname,’Aladdinsaid.‘Andhegavetenpiecesof
goldtome.He’sverynice.Youmustmakeagooddinnerforhim.’
AladdinandtheEnchantedLampL2ThenextdayAbanazararrivedat
Aladdin’shouse.‘Mysister!’hesaidandsmiled.‘Mydeadbrothe
r’swife!IamhappytofindyouandAladdin.’‘Sitdown,Abanazar
.We’rehappytoseeyouinourpoorhome,’Aladdin’smothersaid
.Sheputmeat,riceandfruitonthetable.‘ButIdon’tunderst
and.Whydidmyhusbandneverspeakaboutyou?’‘Iamsorry,mysi
ster.Whenwewereyoung,mybrotherandIwerenotfriendsform
anyyears.ThenIwentawaytoafarcountry.Iamanoldmannow
andwantedtoseemybrotheragainandtakehishand.Butheis
dead,andIcannotspeaktohimorsaygoodbyetohimnow!’Abanaz
arhadtearsinhiseyesandAladdin’smotherbegantocrytoo.‘B
utIamhomeagainnow,’theoldmansaid,‘andIcanhelpmybro
ther’swifeandhisson,becauseIamarichman.’HelookedatA
laddin.‘Aladdin,myboy,whatworkdoyoudo?’Aladdindidnota
nswerandhisfacewasred.‘Oh,don’taskAladdinquestionsabout
work!’Hismothersaid.‘Heneverworks.Heplayswithhisfrien
dsallday,andonlycomeshomewhenheishungry.’‘Well,myboy,
tomorrowwemustgetanewcoatforyou.Thenwecantalkabout
work.Wouldyouliketohaveashopinthemarketperhaps?’Aladd
insmiled.‘Ashop,”hethought,‘andme,arichmarket-seller.W
hynot?’Earlythenextmorning,AbanazararrivedatAladdin’shou
seandthenheandAladdinwalkedtothemarket.‘Firstofallwe
mustlookatcoats.’Abanazarsaid.SoonAladdinhadanexpensive
newcoatandhefeltveryhappy.ThenAbanazarandAladdinwalked
throughthemarketandlookedattheshops.Theydrankcoffee,t
alkedtopeople,andhadaverygooddinner.Itwasawonderfuld
ayforAladdin.OnFriday,whenthemarketwasclosed,Abanazarto
okAladdintothebeautifulgardensinthecity.Theywalkedunde
rthetreesandtalkedaboutashopforAladdin.‘Youareverygo
odtome,Uncle,’Aladdinsaid.Abanazarsmiled,‘Butofcourse,’
hesaid,‘Youaremybrother’sson.Now,letusleavethecityan
dgoupintothehills.Thereissomethingwonderfulthere,andy
oumustseeit.’Theyleftthegardens,walkedpasttheSultan’sp
alace,andoutofthecityupintothehills.Theywalkedforal
ongtimeandAladdinbegantofeeltired.‘It’snotfarnow,’said
Abanazar.‘We’regoingtoseeabeautifulgarden—morebeautiful
thanthegardenoftheSultan’spalace.’AtlastAbanazarstopped
.‘Hereweare,’hesaid.AladdinandtheEnchantedLampL3Aladdin
looked,buthecouldseenogardensonthehills.‘Whereisthis
garden,Uncle?’hesaid.‘Firstwemustmakeafire,’saidAbanaz
ar.Aladdindidnotunderstand,buthemadeafireforhisuncleo
ntheground.ThenAbanazartooksomepowderoutofasmallbox,
andputitonthefire.Heclosedhiseyesandsaid,‘Abracadabra
!’Atonce,theskywentdark.Blacksmokecamefromthefire,and
thegroundunderthefirebegantoopen.Thenthesmokewentawa
y,andinthegroundtherewasnowabigwhitestonewitharing
init.Aladdinwasveryafraid.Hebegantorunaway,butAbanazar
tookhisarmandhithimonthehead.ForaminuteortwoAladdin
couldnotspeakormove.Thenhecried,‘Whydidyoudothat,Un
cle?’‘Youmustbeamannow,notachild,’saidAbanazar.‘Iamy
ourfather’sbrother,andyoumustobeyme.Don’tbeafraid.Ina
shorttimeyou’regoingtobearichman.Now,listencarefully.
’HetookAladdin’shand.‘Onlyyoucanmovethisstone.Putyour
handontheringandsayyournameandyourfather’sname.’Verya
fraid,Aladdinputhishandonthering.Itwasnothot,butvery
cold.‘IamAladdin,sonofMustafa,’hesaid.Thestonemovede
asily,andnowAladdincouldseestairsundertheground.‘Godown
thosestairs,’Abanazarsaid,‘andthenthroughfourbigrooms.
Inthelastroomthereisadoorintoagarden,andunderoneof
thetreesthereisalamp.Youcantakesomefruitfromthetrees
,butfirstyoumustfindthelamp.Bringthelamptome.’Please
comewithme,Uncle!’Aladdinsaid.‘No.Onlyyoucandothis,my
boy.’AbanazartookagoldringoffhisfingerandgaveittoAla
ddin.‘Thisringismagicandcanprotectyou,’hesaid.‘Becare
ful,andbringmethelampquickly!’AladdinandtheEnchantedLam
pL4Aladdinputtheringonthelittlefingerofhislefthanda
ndbegantogodownthestairs.Itwasdarkandhewasafraid,bu
thewasmoreafraidofAbanazar.AndAladdinwasrighttobeafra
id,becauseAbanazarwasnothisuncle.HewasamagicianfromMo
rocco,andhewantedthislampverymuch.Itwasamagiclamp,an
donlyapoorboyfromthecitycouldgetitforhim—aboycalled
Aladdin.Aladdinwentdownahundredstairsandintothefirstro
om.Downhere,itwasnotdarkandhewentquicklythroughthero
omstothedoorintothegarden.Thereweretreesinthegarden,
withbeautifulfruitofdifferentcolours—white,red,greenandy
ellow.Hesoonfoundthelamp,underoneofthetrees.‘Whydoesm
yunclewantthisdirtyoldlamp?’heputitinhispocket.Then
hebegantotakefruitfromthetrees,andtoputitineverypoc
ketofhiscoat.Afterthathewentbacktothestairsandbegan
togoup.SoonhecouldseeAbanazarandthebluesky.‘Givethel
amptome,’Abanazarsaid,andputouthishand.‘Quickly,boy,t
helamp!’Aladdincouldnotgetthelampoutofhispocketbecause
itwasunderthefruit.HelookedatAbanazar’sangryfaceandw
asafraid.‘Firsthelpmeout,thenyoucanhavethelamp,’hesa
id.‘Please,Uncle!’‘Firstthelamp,’criedtheAbanazar.‘Givem
ethelamp!’‘No!’Aladdinsaid.‘Yougood-for-nothing!Youdog!
Youandthelampcanstaydownthere!’Angrily,Abanazarrantoth
efireandputmorepowderonit.‘Abracadabra!’hecalled.Thebi
gwhitestonemovedagain,andnowAladdincouldnotseethesky.
Hewasinthedark,undertheground,andcouldnotgetout.Unc
leAbanazar!Uncle!’Aladdinhitthestonebutnothingmoved.‘Do
n’tleavemehere!Please!’Aladdinputhiseartothestone,but
hecouldhearnothing.‘IamAladdin,sonofMustafa,’hesaid,a
ndlistenedagain.Butthestonedidnotmove.ThenAladdinbegan
tocry.‘WhatamIgoingtodo?’hethought,andputhisheadin
hishands.Afteratimehebegantofeelhungry,andtooksomeof
thefruitoutofhispocket.Heputsomeinhismouth,butheco
uldnoteatthem.‘Thesearestones,notfruit,’hethought.‘I’m
,goingtodiedownhere.’ForthreedaysandthreenightsAladdin
satonthestairsandwaited,butnohelpcame.Onthethirdday
herememberedAbanazar’sringonhisfinger—theringtoprotect
him.Hecouldnotseetheringinthedarksoheputhisrightha
ndonit…WHOOSH！Therewasasuddennoise,andbluesmokecameout
ofthering.Andthen,outofthesmokecameabigjinnee.‘Iamh
ere,master,Iamhere,’thejinneecried.‘Iamtheslaveofthe
ring.Whatisyourwish?’Aladdinwasverysurprised,andveryaf
raid.Atfirsthecouldnotspeak,thenhesaid,‘Takemeoutof
here.’‘Tohearistoobey,’thejinneesaid,andasecondlaterA
laddinwasbackonthehillsunderthebluesky.Therewasnobody
there,andthefirewascoldandblack.Happily,Aladdinbeganto
walkhome.Whenhegotthere,hismotherwasveryhappytoseehi
m.‘Oh,Aladdin!’shecried,‘Whathappenedtoyou?Andwhereis
youruncle?’‘Abanazarisnotmyuncle,Mother.Heisamagiciana
ndabadman.Henearlykilledme.’ThenAladdintoldhismother
allaboutthefire,themagicstone,andthegardenunderthegro
und.‘Oh,Iamverytired,Mother,’hesaid.‘Imustsleep.’Aladd
inandtheEnchantedLampL5Aladdinclosedhiseyesandsleptfor
manyhours.Thenextmorningheopenedhiseyesandsaid,‘Mothe
r,I’mhungry!’‘Myson,I’msorry,’shesaid.‘Wehavenoriceor
meatinthehouse.Wehavenothing.Imustsellyournewcoatan
dgetsomericewiththemoney.’ThenAladdinrememberedthelamp
fromthegarden.‘Waitaminute,Mother,’hesaid,‘Takethislamp
andsellthatfirst.’‘Thatdirtyoldthing?’Aladdin’smothersa
id.‘Imustcleanitfirst,’Shebegantorubitand…WHOOSH!Noise,fire,andredsmokecamefromthelamp,andoutofthesmokecameaverybigjinnee.‘Iamtheslaveofthelamp,’criedthejinnee.‘Whatisyourwish,mistress?’Aladdin’smotherwasafraidandcouldnotspeak,butAladdinsaid,‘Bringriceandmeattous.Wearehungry.’Thejinneewentaway,andcamebackinasecondwithrice,meat,breadandfruitontwelvegoldplates.Heputtheplatesinfrontofthemandwentaway.Aladdinandhismotherateandate.ThenAladdintookoneoftheplatestothemarketandsolditfortwopiecesofgold.Everydayafterthat,Aladdinrubbedthelamp.Andwhenthejinneecame,Aladdinsaid,‘Bringusriceandmeat.’Andeverydayhesoldthegoldplates.Soon,Aladdinandhismotherwererich. |
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