Aladdin and the magic lamp story

Children's Stories

 Aladdin and the magic lamp

Once upon a time, faraway in the East, lived a young boy called Aladdin. He was very poor and spent his days, like many other children of his age, roaming the streets. One afternoon, while Aladdin played in the town square with his friends, a mysterious stranger came up to him The man wore splendid, silken robes. On his head sat a huge turban encrusted with a magnificent sapphire. He had a little pointed, black beard and his bright eyed fixed on Aladdin.  ''Are you the son of Mustafa the tailor?'' he asked. ''My boy, would you like to earn a few rupees?''  ''Oh! Yes, sir! I would do anything to have some money to take home!''  ''Well, Aladdin, listen carefully.'' ''All you have to do is squeeze through a narrow hole and bring me back an old lamp.'' Aladdin followed the stranger until they came to a place a long way from the town.  They lifted a heavy marble slab and the young boy, who was slim and agile, slipped through the opening and followed a few steps that led down into the ground. The man removed a ring from his finger and held it out to Aladdin,  ''Put this ring on your finger, it will protect you against all harm,'' He did this and carried on down. At the bottom of the steps, Aladdin discovered a huge cave. There he found great chests and golden jars filled with jewels, and trees sagging under the weight of fruit made of diamonds, pearls and opals. It was a treasure trove! Aladdin stared in wonder until he heard a loud cry,  ''The lamp, Aladdin, bring me the lamp!'' Aladdin looked all about him and finally found an old oil-lamp Stan ding on a chest,  ''Why did the stranger want this worthless lamp when the whole place was overflowing with riches? He must certainly be a magician, he thought to himself. Aladdin was worried, but he took the lamp and slowly climbed back up the steps.  ''Give me the lamp,'' ordered the man, who was becoming impatient. ''Help me out,'' cried Aladdin. ''First give me the lamp!'' shouted the stranger. But Aladdin went back down the steps without answering. ''All right then, stay down there, if you like it so much!'' And in his rage the man pushed the marble slab back over the hole. Alone in the cave, Aladdin was terribly afraid. He sat in the darkness and wrung his cold hands in despair. The ring he still wore on his finger began to shine and suddenly an amazing figure appeared before him. His eyes gleamed beneath a large white turban, and his hands were crossed on his chest.  ''I am the genie of the ring. Speak and I shall obey!'' his voice boomed.  ''I want to go home,'' wailed Aladdin. No sooner had he spoken, Aladdin found himself with the lamp and the ring, back in his own home. He began to tell his mother his strange adventure. While she listened to him, she began to polish the old lamp to make it shine. As soon as she rubbed it, thick smoke began to pour out of the spout. From out of the smoke appeared another genie. This one was even more awesome than the first.  ''I am the genie of *the lamp. Speak and I shall obey!'' from that day on, Aladdin and his mother lacked for nothing. Whatever they wished for, the good genie of the lamp immediately granted. As the years went by, Aladdin turned into a tall, handsome. young man. One morning he saw Badrulbudur, the Sultan's daughter, in the marketplace and fell in love   with her. The Sultan was impressed by the young man's wealth and soon agreed to grant him the princess's hand in marriage. After a lavish wedding ceremony, Aladdin and Badrulbudur went to live in a magnificent palace, which the genie had built.  One day, when the young princess was alone in the palace, a strange merchant stopped beneath her window. ''New lamps for old, new lamps for old,'' he cried.  ''Who wants to exchange their old lamp for a new one?''  Badrulbudur was unaware of Aladdin's secret and the existence of the genie. She found the old lamp and exchanged it with the merchant, who was none other than the wicked and cunning magician. As soon as he had the lamp in his hands, he rubbed it, and under the astonished eyes of the young princess, the genie appeared. ''I am the genie of the lamp. Speak and I shall obey!''  ''Genie, I am your new master. You must obey my every command!'' cried the magician, and he ordered the genie to transport the palace, the princess, and himself to a very distant land. The disappearance of Badrulbudur plunged Aladdin into despair. What could he do? Then he remembered the genie of the ring.  ''Take me to my beloved,'' he begged it. ''I cannot live without her!'' and in a flash, he found himself in the kitchen of the stolen palace. His beautiful Badrulbudur stood before him, preparing a meal for the magician. As soon as he had the lamp in his hands, he rubbed it, and under the astonished eyes of the young princess, the genie appeared. ''I am the genie of the lamp. Speak and I shall obey!''  ''Genie, I am your new master. You must obey my every command!'' cried the magician, and he ordered the genie to transport the palace, the princess, and himself to a very distant land. The disappearance of Badrulbudur plunged Aladdin into despair. What could he do? Then he remembered the genie of the ring.  ''Take me to my beloved,'' he begged it. ''I cannot live without her!'' and in a flash, he found himself in the kitchen of the stolen palace. His beautiful Badrulbudur stood before him, preparing a meal for the magician. ''Quick, my love, take this powder and put it in the magician's tea! Trust me!'' Soon the magician was snoring, overcome by the sleeping position. Aladdin took the lamp and made the genie appear again. He ordered him to take them both home to their own country as quickly as possible. The sultan wept with joy to see his daughter again. The whole city celebrated the return of Aladdin and his wife. There were great festivities that lasted for several days. As for the wicked magician, he was banished from the kingdom and nothing was heard of him ever again.