Fiction Story

The magician And The Sultan”s Son-folktale story

folktale story, folktales for kids,folk tale stories,short folktales,folklore stories,short folktales stories,traditional story,childrens folktales,folk stories in english,short folk stories,english folk tales

Once upon a time, there lived a sultan Who had three little sons, and no one was able to teach them anything. One day, a magician came to the sultan and said, “If I take your three boys and teach them to read and write, what will you give me? Sultan said, “I will give you half of my property” No that won’t do -said the magician ‘I will give you half of the towns ” No that will not satisfy me ” What do you want then -the sultan asked.”When I have made them scholars and brought back to you, choose two of them for yourself and give me the third “The sultan agreed. The magician took them away and made them scholars, Then he took them back to the sultan and said, “Here are your children. They all are equally good scholars, Choose “So the sultan took the two, and the magician went away with the third, whose name was Keejaa’naa When they arrived home, he gave the youth all the keys and said, Open whatever you wish to, “and he said that he was going away for a month “When he was gone, he took the keys and opened one door and saw a room full of liquid gold . He put his finger in, and gold stuck to it wipe and rub, the gold would not come off, so he wrapped a piece of rag around it and said that he had cut it. He opens the next room which was filled with the bones of goats, the next with sheep’s bones, the next with the bones of oxen, the fourth with the bones of donkeys, the fifth with those of horses and the sixth contained men’s skull. In the seventh was a live horse.”Hullo, Where do you come from, you son of Adam ? said the horse.”This is my father’s house “‘Well then you have got a nice parent you know that he occupies himself with eating people, donkeys and horses, and everything You and I are the only living thing left. He became scared and asked, “What are we to do?”Now open the door, and I will swallow it all, and I will wait for you under the big tree When the magician comes home he will say to you “let us go for firewood “You don’t go. When he will come back tell him you don’t know how to make a fire and he will make it himself .”Get up there and I will swing you “but you tell him to swing first then he will get up to show and you must push him into the big pot and come to me.T he magician got into the swing and Keejaanaa gave him a great push right into the big pot as the butter was boiling ,it not only killed him but cooked him also . After that, he jumped on horseback and started. When the magician ‘s guest arrived, they could not find the magician. They started in and ate the entire contents of the pot. After this Keejaanaa and the sultan became great friends The horse had already coughed up all the gold he had swallowed with which they purchased slaves and cattle and everything they needed, The young man married the sultan’s daughter, and they had one son. Thus they lived happily together.
Tags-folktale story, folktales for kids,folk tale stories,short folktales,folklore stories,short folktales stories,traditional story,childrens folktales,folk stories in english,short folk stories,english folk tales

Share this...
Share on FacebookShare on Google+Tweet about this on TwitterShare on LinkedIn
loading...