Once upon a time, there was an old fisherman who was very poor. He could hardly earn enough to support his wife and three children. Every day, he went out early in the morning to fish and decided to cast his nets only four times each day. One morning, he went to the seaside before sunrise, took off his clothes, and cast his nets. When he tried to pull them in, they felt very heavy, and he was happy, thinking he had caught many fish. But when he looked, he found that the net contained only the dead body of a donkey, which made him very sad.
After fixing the nets, which the donkey had torn in many places, he cast them a second time. This time, too, the nets were heavy, and he thought he had caught many fish. But when he pulled them in, he found a basket full of stones and mud. "Oh no!" he cried sadly. "Why is this happening to me? I came here to catch fish for my family, but I keep finding useless things."
He cleaned his nets and cast them a third time, but again he caught only stones, shells, and more mud. The fisherman was very upset. Still, as the sun began to rise, he cast his nets a fourth and final time, hoping for a good catch. This time, he pulled up a heavy, sealed copper jar. It was closed with a lead cover that had a seal on it. Happy with this find, he thought, "I will sell this jar and buy some food for my family."
He examined the jar and opened it with a knife. But when he turned it over, nothing came out. Surprised, he looked closely at the jar. Suddenly, thick smoke came out, filling the air and forming a large mist. The smoke then gathered and turned into a huge genie. The fisherman was very scared.
"Solomon, the great king, forgive me!" cried the genie. "I will obey all your commands."
The fisherman, surprised, said, "You must be mistaken. Solomon has been gone for many, many years. Tell me your story and how you came to be in this jar."
The genie, with a fierce look, said, "Speak to me with respect, or I will kill you."
"Why would you kill me?" asked the fisherman. "I just freed you from the jar."
"Yes, you freed me," replied the genie, "but that will not save you. I have sworn to kill whoever frees me."
"But why?" asked the fisherman. "I helped you."
The genie then told his story: "I was a rebellious spirit and refused to obey King Solomon. To punish me, Solomon trapped me in this jar and sealed it with his magic seal. For the first hundred years, I promised to make anyone who freed me very rich. But no one came. For the next hundred years, I promised to open all the treasures of the earth to my rescuer. But again, no one came. In the third century, I promised to grant three wishes to anyone who freed me. But still, no one came. Finally, I got very angry and swore that if anyone freed me, I would kill them. And now you have freed me, so I must keep my promise."
The fisherman was very sad to hear this. "Please," he begged, "do not kill me. Think of my family. I did a good thing by freeing you."
The genie refused to listen and said, "No, I have to follow my promise. But you can choose how you want to be killed."
The fisherman was very clever. He thought of a plan and said, “I don't believe you were really in that small jar. You are too big!” The genie insisted, “I swear I was in that jar!” The fisherman said, “Prove it. Go back into the jar so I can see.”
The genie, eager to prove himself, turned back into smoke and entered the jar. The fisherman quickly sealed the jar again and said, "Now, genie, you are trapped once more!"
The genie, realizing he had been tricked, begged the fisherman to let him out. "Please," he said, "let me out, and I promise not to harm you. I will even make you rich."
The fisherman was cautious but finally agreed. He made the genie swear to keep his promise, and then he opened the jar. The genie came out and kept his promise. He said, "Follow me, fisherman, and I will show you how to become rich."
The genie led the fisherman to a lake filled with fish of different colors—white, red, blue, and yellow. "Catch these fish and take them to the king," said the genie. "He will give you a lot of money. But remember, only fish in this lake once a day."
The fisherman caught the colorful fish and took them to the king, who was amazed and gave the fisherman a lot of gold. The fisherman was very happy. Thanks to his cleverness and bravery, the fisherman could finally take care of his family.
Once upon a time, there was an old fisherman who was very poor. He could hardly earn enough to support his wife and three children. Every day, he went out early in the morning to fish and decided to cast his nets only four times each day. One morning, he went to the seaside before sunrise, took off his clothes, and cast his nets. When he tried to pull them in, they felt very heavy, and he was happy, thinking he had caught many fish. But when he looked, he found that the net contained only the dead body of a donkey, which made him very sad.
After fixing the nets, which the donkey had torn in many places, he cast them a second time. This time, too, the nets were heavy, and he thought he had caught many fish. But when he pulled them in, he found a basket full of stones and mud. "Oh no!" he cried sadly. "Why is this happening to me? I came here to catch fish for my family, but I keep finding useless things."
He cleaned his nets and cast them a third time, but again he caught only stones, shells, and more mud. The fisherman was very upset. Still, as the sun began to rise, he cast his nets a fourth and final time, hoping for a good catch. This time, he pulled up a heavy, sealed copper jar. It was closed with a lead cover that had a seal on it. Happy with this find, he thought, "I will sell this jar and buy some food for my family."
He examined the jar and opened it with a knife. But when he turned it over, nothing came out. Surprised, he looked closely at the jar. Suddenly, thick smoke came out, filling the air and forming a large mist. The smoke then gathered and turned into a huge genie. The fisherman was very scared.
"Solomon, the great king, forgive me!" cried the genie. "I will obey all your commands."
The fisherman, surprised, said, "You must be mistaken. Solomon has been gone for many, many years. Tell me your story and how you came to be in this jar."
The genie, with a fierce look, said, "Speak to me with respect, or I will kill you."
"Why would you kill me?" asked the fisherman. "I just freed you from the jar."
"Yes, you freed me," replied the genie, "but that will not save you. I have sworn to kill whoever frees me."
"But why?" asked the fisherman. "I helped you."
The genie then told his story: "I was a rebellious spirit and refused to obey King Solomon. To punish me, Solomon trapped me in this jar and sealed it with his magic seal. For the first hundred years, I promised to make anyone who freed me very rich. But no one came. For the next hundred years, I promised to open all the treasures of the earth to my rescuer. But again, no one came. In the third century, I promised to grant three wishes to anyone who freed me. But still, no one came. Finally, I got very angry and swore that if anyone freed me, I would kill them. And now you have freed me, so I must keep my promise."
The fisherman was very sad to hear this. "Please," he begged, "do not kill me. Think of my family. I did a good thing by freeing you."
The genie refused to listen and said, "No, I have to follow my promise. But you can choose how you want to be killed."
The fisherman was very clever. He thought of a plan and said, “I don't believe you were really in that small jar. You are too big!” The genie insisted, “I swear I was in that jar!” The fisherman said, “Prove it. Go back into the jar so I can see.”
The genie, eager to prove himself, turned back into smoke and entered the jar. The fisherman quickly sealed the jar again and said, "Now, genie, you are trapped once more!"
The genie, realizing he had been tricked, begged the fisherman to let him out. "Please," he said, "let me out, and I promise not to harm you. I will even make you rich."
The fisherman was cautious but finally agreed. He made the genie swear to keep his promise, and then he opened the jar. The genie came out and kept his promise. He said, "Follow me, fisherman, and I will show you how to become rich."
The genie led the fisherman to a lake filled with fish of different colors—white, red, blue, and yellow. "Catch these fish and take them to the king," said the genie. "He will give you a lot of money. But remember, only fish in this lake once a day."
The fisherman caught the colorful fish and took them to the king, who was amazed and gave the fisherman a lot of gold. The fisherman was very happy. Thanks to his cleverness and bravery, the fisherman could finally take care of his family.
There is an old fisherman. He is poor. He has a wife and three children. Every day, he goes to the sea. He fishes with his net four times a day.
One morning, he goes to the sea before the sun rises. He throws his net into the water. The net is heavy. He is happy. He thinks he has many fish. But he finds a dead donkey in the net. He is sad.
He fixes his net and throws it again. The net is heavy again. He thinks he has many fish. But he finds a basket full of stones and mud. He is very sad.
He cleans his net and throws it a third time. Again, he finds stones, shells, and mud. He is upset. But he tries one more time. The net is heavy. He finds a big copper jar. He is happy. He thinks he can sell the jar and buy food.
He opens the jar with a knife. Smoke comes out of the jar. The smoke becomes a big genie. The fisherman is scared.
The genie says, "I will do what you say, King Solomon!"
The fisherman says, "I am not King Solomon. He has been gone for many years. Who are you?"
The genie says, "Speak with respect, or I will kill you."
The fisherman says, "Why do you want to kill me? I freed you from the jar."
The genie says, "I promised to kill whoever frees me. I was a bad spirit. King Solomon put me in this jar. I waited for many years. At first, I promised to make my rescuer rich. But no one came. Then I promised three wishes. But no one came. Finally, I promised to kill my rescuer. And now you have freed me, so I must kill you."
The fisherman is sad. He says, "Please, do not kill me. Think of my family. I helped you."
The genie says, "No. I must keep my promise. But you can choose how to die."
The fisherman thinks of a plan. He says, "I do not believe you were in the small jar. You are too big!"
The genie says, "I swear I was in the jar!"
The fisherman says, "Prove it. Go back into the jar."
The genie turns into smoke and goes back into the jar. The fisherman quickly seals the jar. He says, "Now, you are trapped again!"
The genie is sad. He says, "Please let me out. I promise not to harm you. I will make you rich."
The fisherman is careful but agrees. The genie keeps his promise. He says, "Follow me, and I will show you how to be rich."
The genie leads the fisherman to a lake with colorful fish. The fisherman catches the fish and takes them to the king. The king is happy and gives the fisherman gold.
The fisherman is happy. He can now take care of his family.
Once upon a time, there was an old fisherman who was very poor. He could hardly earn enough to support his wife and three children. Every day, he went out early in the morning to fish and decided to cast his nets only four times each day. One morning, he went to the seaside before sunrise, took off his clothes, and cast his nets. When he tried to pull them in, they felt very heavy, and he was happy, thinking he had caught many fish. But when he looked, he found that the net contained only the dead body of a donkey, which made him very sad.
After fixing the nets, which the donkey had torn in many places, he cast them a second time. This time, too, the nets were heavy, and he thought he had caught many fish. But when he pulled them in, he found a basket full of stones and mud. "Oh no!" he cried sadly. "Why is this happening to me? I came here to catch fish for my family, but I keep finding useless things."
He cleaned his nets and cast them a third time, but again he caught only stones, shells, and more mud. The fisherman was very upset. Still, as the sun began to rise, he cast his nets a fourth and final time, hoping for a good catch. This time, he pulled up a heavy, sealed copper jar. It was closed with a lead cover that had a seal on it. Happy with this find, he thought, "I will sell this jar and buy some food for my family."
He examined the jar and opened it with a knife. But when he turned it over, nothing came out. Surprised, he looked closely at the jar. Suddenly, thick smoke came out, filling the air and forming a large mist. The smoke then gathered and turned into a huge genie. The fisherman was very scared.
"Solomon, the great king, forgive me!" cried the genie. "I will obey all your commands."
The fisherman, surprised, said, "You must be mistaken. Solomon has been gone for many, many years. Tell me your story and how you came to be in this jar."
The genie, with a fierce look, said, "Speak to me with respect, or I will kill you."
"Why would you kill me?" asked the fisherman. "I just freed you from the jar."
"Yes, you freed me," replied the genie, "but that will not save you. I have sworn to kill whoever frees me."
"But why?" asked the fisherman. "I helped you."
The genie then told his story: "I was a rebellious spirit and refused to obey King Solomon. To punish me, Solomon trapped me in this jar and sealed it with his magic seal. For the first hundred years, I promised to make anyone who freed me very rich. But no one came. For the next hundred years, I promised to open all the treasures of the earth to my rescuer. But again, no one came. In the third century, I promised to grant three wishes to anyone who freed me. But still, no one came. Finally, I got very angry and swore that if anyone freed me, I would kill them. And now you have freed me, so I must keep my promise."
The fisherman was very sad to hear this. "Please," he begged, "do not kill me. Think of my family. I did a good thing by freeing you."
The genie refused to listen and said, "No, I have to follow my promise. But you can choose how you want to be killed."
The fisherman was very clever. He thought of a plan and said, “I don't believe you were really in that small jar. You are too big!” The genie insisted, “I swear I was in that jar!” The fisherman said, “Prove it. Go back into the jar so I can see.”
The genie, eager to prove himself, turned back into smoke and entered the jar. The fisherman quickly sealed the jar again and said, "Now, genie, you are trapped once more!"
The genie, realizing he had been tricked, begged the fisherman to let him out. "Please," he said, "let me out, and I promise not to harm you. I will even make you rich."
The fisherman was cautious but finally agreed. He made the genie swear to keep his promise, and then he opened the jar. The genie came out and kept his promise. He said, "Follow me, fisherman, and I will show you how to become rich."
The genie led the fisherman to a lake filled with fish of different colors—white, red, blue, and yellow. "Catch these fish and take them to the king," said the genie. "He will give you a lot of money. But remember, only fish in this lake once a day."
The fisherman caught the colorful fish and took them to the king, who was amazed and gave the fisherman a lot of gold. The fisherman was very happy. Thanks to his cleverness and bravery, the fisherman could finally take care of his family.
Once upon a time, there was a poor fisherman who lived with his wife and three kids. He was always looking for fish to feed them, but he usually ended up with more seaweed in his hair than fish in his nets. One morning, he woke up even before the roosters had a chance to yawn and headed to the seaside.
"Ah, another beautiful day to catch some fish... or sea junk," he muttered, rubbing his eyes.
He cast his nets, humming a little tune, and when he tried to pull them in, they felt super heavy. "Finally, my lucky day!" he cheered. But when he looked, he saw... a dead donkey. "Oh, brilliant. Just what I needed. A sea donkey. Perhaps I can start a new trend: donkey stew." He sighed, tossing the donkey aside and fixing his nets.
"Alright, nets. Don’t fail me again." He cast them a second time, muscles straining as he pulled them back in. "This has to be it!" But no, it was just a basket full of stones and mud. "Well, if anyone needs a rock collection, I’m your guy," he said, shaking his head.
On the third try, he cast his nets, crossing his fingers and toes. "Here fishy fishy... or anything not made of mud!" But once again, he pulled in only stones, shells, and even more mud. "I’m beginning to think the sea has a personal vendetta against me," he grumbled.
Finally, as the sun peeked over the horizon, he threw his nets one last time. "Okay, last chance. If I catch another donkey, I’m done." This time, he pulled up a heavy, sealed copper jar with a lead cover. "Well, it’s not a fish, but maybe I can sell this at the market. Or at least use it as a paperweight."
He examined the jar and opened it with his trusty old knife. He tipped it over and, to his surprise, thick smoke poured out, filling the air and turning into a huge, towering genie. The fisherman’s eyes widened.
"Great, a genie! Just what I needed. Could you grant me a wish to never see a dead donkey again?"
The genie, looking rather disoriented, said, "Solomon, the great king, forgive me! I will obey all your commands."
"Um, buddy, Solomon’s been gone for ages," said the fisherman. "You must’ve hit the snooze button a few too many times. What’s your story?"
The genie, looking a bit miffed, replied, "Show some respect, or I’ll turn you into fish bait!"
"Whoa, easy there! Why would you do that? I just freed you from the jar."
The genie huffed, "Because I’ve sworn to kill whoever frees me."
"Well, that’s a lovely thank you," said the fisherman, rolling his eyes. "Tell me why, and make it quick. I’ve got a date with some fish—hopefully."
The genie began his tale: "I was a rebellious spirit who refused to obey King Solomon. To punish me, Solomon trapped me in this jar and sealed it with his magic seal. For the first hundred years, I promised to make anyone who freed me very rich. But no one came. For the next hundred years, I promised to open all the treasures of the earth to my rescuer. But again, no one came. In the third century, I promised to grant three wishes to anyone who freed me. But still, no one came. Finally, I got very angry and swore that if anyone freed me, I would kill them. And now you have freed me, so I must keep my promise."
The fisherman scratched his head. "Okay, that’s a rough story. But think of my family. I did a good thing by freeing you."
The genie refused to listen and said, "No, I have to follow my promise. But you can choose how you want to be killed."
The fisherman thought quickly. "You know, I don’t believe you were really in that small jar. You’re way too big!"
The genie puffed up. "I was so in that jar! Watch!" And he turned back into smoke and squeezed into the jar.
Quick as a wink, the fisherman sealed the jar. "Gotcha! Now, genie, you’re trapped again!"
The genie’s voice echoed from inside. "Hey! Let me out! I promise I won’t harm you. I’ll even make you rich!"
The fisherman tapped the jar thoughtfully. "Hmmm, last time you said that, you wanted to turn me into fish food."
"I swear it!" promised the genie. "Cross my heart and hope to...well, you know the rest."
The fisherman opened the jar, and the genie emerged, looking slightly embarrassed. "Alright, follow me, fisherman, and I will show you how to become rich."
The genie led the fisherman to a lake filled with fish of different colors—white, red, blue, and yellow. "Catch these fish and take them to the king," said the genie. "He will give you a lot of money. But remember, only fish in this lake once a day."
The fisherman caught the colorful fish and took them to the king, who was amazed and gave the fisherman a lot of gold. The fisherman was very happy. Thanks to his cleverness and bravery, he could finally take care of his family. And he never had to worry about soggy donkeys or baskets of mud again. And whenever he saw a genie jar, he made sure to give it a good shake before opening. Just in case.
There was a fisherman, so poor and so old,
He barely had enough to keep warm from the cold.
Each day he'd go fishing, with hope in his heart,
Casting his nets four times, right from the start.
Before the sun rose, to the seaside he'd go,
He'd cast out his nets, hoping for a fishy show.
First net he pulled in was heavy, what a sight,
But all it contained was a donkey, no delight.
He fixed up his nets, with hope once more,
Cast them again, thinking of fish galore.
But when he pulled in, his hopes were in vain,
A basket of stones, mud, causing more pain.
The third time he cast, with a wish and a plea,
But caught only shells and mud from the sea.
Frustration grew, yet the sun began to rise,
He cast one last time, hope in his eyes.
This time he pulled up a jar, heavy and grand,
Sealed with a cover, a knife in his hand.
He opened it up, thinking riches were near,
But only thick smoke appeared, causing fear.
The smoke formed a genie, large and so tall,
"Solomon, great king, I heed your call."
The fisherman, trembling, said with surprise,
"Solomon’s been gone for many a sunrise."
The genie declared with a fierce, scary tone,
"Speak with respect, or you'll face my wrath alone."
"Why harm me?" asked the fisherman with dread,
"I freed you from the jar, you should help me instead."
The genie shared his tale of time long ago,
Of how Solomon trapped him, and no one did know.
For centuries he promised riches untold,
But anger took over, his heart grew cold.
The fisherman, clever, devised a plan quick,
"I doubt you fit in that jar, it must be a trick."
The genie, prideful, returned to the jar,
The fisherman sealed it, and locked it tight far.
"Please let me out, and I promise to be kind,
I'll make you rich, with treasures you'll find."
To a lake of bright fish, the genie did guide,
"Catch them for the king, and riches will abide."
Only just; almost not at all.
Provide for or take care of financially.
Throw something forcefully into the water.
Repairing something that is broken.
Closed tightly to prevent anything from getting in or out.
A reddish-brown metal used for making things.
Making or shaping something.
Do what someone tells you to do.
Not following rules or authority.
A declaration to do something in the future.
A man who catches fish for food.
Tool made of ropes to catch fish.
Weighing a lot, not light.
Repairs or makes something work again.
Hard outer parts of sea animals.
Reddish-brown metal used in jars.
Container made of glass or clay.
Magical being from a bottle.
Feeling afraid or frightened.
Close something tightly to keep it shut.
Only just; almost not at all.
Provide for or take care of financially.
Throw something forcefully into the water.
Repairing something that is broken.
Closed tightly to prevent anything from getting in or out.
A reddish-brown metal used for making things.
Making or shaping something.
Do what someone tells you to do.
Not following rules or authority.
A declaration to do something in the future.
What does the fisherman find in his net the first time?
How many children does the fisherman have?
What comes out of the jar when the fisherman opens it?
Why is the genie angry when he comes out of the jar?
What does the fisherman do to trick the genie back into the jar?
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