Ali Baba and the Forty Thieves

Ali Baba was a poor woodcutter who lived on the edge of a small dusty village beside a long desert road. His home was made of old wood and cracked clay, and when the wind blew, sand slipped through the walls like quiet rain. Life had never been easy for him. Every morning before the sky turned golden, Ali Baba tied his worn sandals, lifted his old axe onto his shoulder, and walked deep into the forest to cut firewood.

Some days he sold enough to buy bread and soup. Other days he returned home with empty hands and a tired heart. Yet Ali Baba never complained. He believed hard work was honest work, and even when he had little, he shared what he could with neighbors who were poorer than him.

One hot afternoon, while cutting wood near a tall rocky cliff, Ali Baba heard thunder-like sounds in the distance. It was the sound of horses galloping fast. His heart began to race. Afraid it might be bandits, he quickly hid behind a thick tree and held his breath.

From his hiding place, he watched forty fierce men riding toward the rock wall. Their clothes were dark and dusty. Swords hung by their sides, and heavy bags rested on their horses. They looked dangerous and powerful.

Their leader rode forward and shouted in a loud voice,

Open Sesame.

To Ali Baba’s shock, the solid rock slowly split apart as if it were made of soft clay. A wide cave opened in the cliff.

The men rode inside.

Ali Baba stood frozen. He had never seen magic in his life.

After some time, the thieves came back out, their bags now bulging with treasure. Gold coins spilled from the sides. Their eyes shone with greed.

The leader shouted again,

Close Sesame.

The cave sealed shut, becoming solid rock once more.

When the thieves disappeared down the desert road, Ali Baba slowly stepped out from hiding. His legs shook as he walked toward the cliff.

In a quiet trembling voice, he whispered,

Open Sesame.

The rock opened instantly.

Inside was a world beyond dreams.

Gold covered the ground like sand on the beach. Jewels sparkled in the torchlight. Chests overflowed with silver. Silks of every color hung from stone walls. It was treasure beyond imagination.

Ali Baba fell to his knees, overwhelmed.

He could have taken everything. But he did not.

He filled only two small bags with gold, enough to care for his family, and quietly left before sunset.

From that day, Ali Baba’s life slowly changed. His family ate warm meals. Their roof was repaired. They no longer slept hungry. But Ali Baba never became proud. He kept the secret hidden and used the gold wisely.

However, his brother Cassim noticed.

Cassim was rich but greedy. The more he had, the more he wanted.

One day he confronted Ali Baba.

How did you suddenly become comfortable when you were always poor?

Ali Baba tried to avoid the question, but Cassim pressured him until the truth came out.

The moment Cassim heard about the magic cave, his eyes filled with hunger.

The next morning, without telling anyone, Cassim rushed to the forest.

When he saw the cave open, he nearly laughed with joy.

Inside, he stuffed sack after sack with gold and jewels, thinking only of wealth and power. His heart raced with excitement.

But in his greed, he forgot the magic words.

When he tried to leave, the rock did not move.

He shouted random words.

Nothing happened.

Fear swallowed him.

Soon, the forty thieves returned.

They found Cassim inside and understood that their secret had been discovered.

Greed cost Cassim his life.

When Ali Baba learned what happened, sorrow filled his heart. Though Cassim had been cruel, he was still his brother.

Ali Baba knew danger was coming.

The thieves would not forgive this.

And soon they came searching.

Their leader followed clues and discovered Ali Baba’s home. He planned revenge.

But Ali Baba was not alone.

His servant Morgiana was clever, brave, and loyal.

One evening, Morgiana noticed large oil jars delivered to the house by strangers. Though they looked full, she heard soft breathing inside.

Her mind worked fast.

She realized the thieves were hiding in the jars.

Without panic, Morgiana heated oil until it boiled fiercely. One by one, she poured it into the jars, stopping every hidden thief before they could attack.

That night, the leader returned in disguise, pretending to be a traveler seeking shelter.

But Morgiana recognized his voice and movements.

Before he could harm Ali Baba, she stopped him forever.

Peace returned.

No more danger followed.

The cave remained, but Ali Baba never abused its riches. He took only what was needed and left the rest untouched.

With his wealth, he helped widows, fed hungry children, supported travelers, and gave work to the poor.

Morgiana was honored like a daughter of the family.

Ali Baba lived humbly, kindly, and peacefully until old age.

He learned that wealth gained with wisdom brings peace, but wealth chased with greed brings destruction.

And the village remembered him not as the richest man, but as the kindest.

Moral of the story

Greed leads to ruin, but kindness and wisdom lead to peace.

True wealth is not gold, but a good heart, courage, and loyalty.

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