The Magic Anklet
Anahita:
I hate it here! I wish I had a feast to eat and a bed made of silk and satin, and a beautiful dress. In a flash, her bedroom was transformed from a shabby, old dusty room into a marble bedroom filled with priceless furniture. Instead of an old dress, she wore a beautiful gown and had a feast before her. But what? How? It is I, the genie in the flowerpot. The genie in the flowerpot? Yes. Now, eat up this feast. And while you chow down, I’ll explain everything. Okay. As Anahita ate, the Genie told his story. Those villagers with the flower stand saw that you needed some help. So they gave me, the genie in the flower pot, to you. It may not look like much, but it’s enchanted. Enchanted!?
Narrator 3:
Anahita: Genie: Anahita: Genie:
Anahita: Narrator 1: Genie:
Anahita:
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