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Long time ago there was a king of Sumer called Fadish. He was a fair and funny ruler. This is the story of “The King and the Tourist “ and this is how it goes.
“Next!! Just kidding. I’ll think about it,” said King Fadish. Then in came the tourist. He said, “Hello, you almighty ruler”. Can you take me on a tour around your beautiful city-state?“
”For sure, what’s your name?” Asked Fadish.
"It's Jadish,” he replied.
So King Fadish and Jadish went to start the tour around Babylon. First, Fadish took him to the most beautiful place in Babylon, The Hanging Gardens in Babylon. “It's beautiful," said Jadish. "Hold your horses, we’re still in the wheeled cart”, exclaimed Fadish. When they got there, Jadish couldn’t keep himself from making a scene. He even jumped on the floor on which the plants grew in. After that he took Jadish to the shops. “I want you to meet Shadish the best selling merchant,” said Fadish.
“Pleased to meet you (he wasn’t).” Then as Jadish was turning around, he hit his head on a metal pole that was carried to the metal worker.
Half an hour later Jad found himself on the wheeled cart that was heading to the fields. When he got up, he was standing barefoot in the crops. Fadish said “What’s wrong with you standing on our crops, now they’re yours?”
“Now come on, so I can show you the houses,” shouted Fadish. When they got there, Jadish was confused why some of the houses were square and some rectangle. After a while of thinking and drinking they moved back in the castle. “But wait, I still didn’t show you a ziggurat”. So they went to their last stop. “Now that’s huge” (seven stories might not be huge for you but it is for them) screamed Jadish. “That it” said Fadish. ”Now you better be going I hear a bomb coming right at us,” said Fadish, in an exclamation voice.
That’s the story of “The King And The Tourist”.
Article posted March 18, 2008 at 01:49 AM •
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I am 11 years old and in 5C. My favorite show is Scrubs. I was born in 1996 and for some reason I am still in fifth grade. I've been living in Beirut since 2005, which is 3 years. I used to live in Saida and I still go there every week. I miss living there and the worse part is that all my relatives live there, and I barely see them.
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