Many years ago, In a city in Arabia, there was a boy called Aladdin.
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必威体育网页登录Aladdin’s mother worked all day, and sometimes half the night, but Aladdin never helped her.
必威体育网页登录He was a lazy boy and he did not like to work.
必威体育网页登录He only wanted to play all the time.
必威体育网页登录Every morning he ran through the streets to the market.
There, he talked and laughed and played with his friends all day.
Then in the evening he went home for his dinner.
必威体育网页登录And every night his mother said to him:”Oh, Aladdin, Aladdin !
必威体育网页登录You are a lazy boy-a good-for-nothing!
必威体育网页登录When are you going to do some work, my son?”
But Aladdin never listened to his mother.
必威体育网页登录One day in the market there was an old man in a long black coat.
Aladdin did not see him, but the old man watched Aladdin very carefully.
After some minutes he went up to an orange-seller and asked:
“That boy in the green coat-who is he?”
“Aladdin, don of Mustafa ,”was the answer.
必威体育网页登录The old man moved away.
“Yes ,”he said quietly.
Yes, that is the boy.
The right name , and the right father.
Then he called out to Aladdin:“Boy! Come here for a minute.
Is your name Aladdin? Aladdin, son of Mustafa?”
Aladdin left his friends and came to the old man.
必威体育网页登录“Yes,” he said, I am Aladdin, son of Mustafa.
But my father is dead. He died five years ago. ”
“Dead!” Said the old man.“Oh, no!” He put his face in his hands and began to cry.