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The Fisherman and the Genie
　　 Once upon a time, there was a fisherman who was so old and poor that he could barely support his wife and three children. Every day he went fishing very early, but he never threw his nets into the sea more than four times.
　　 One morning he started out by moonlight and came to the seashore. He threw his nets into the sea. As he was pulling them back toward the shore, he felt a great weight. He thought he had caught a large fish, and so he felt very happy. But a moment later he saw that he had no fish, rather only a dead donkey. He was very disappointed.
　　 Then the fisherman became angry. He had just repaired his nets, and he noticed that the weight of the dead donkey had broken them in several places. Still he threw the nets into the sea a second time. When he drew them in, he felt a great weight, and so again he thought they were full of fish. But he found only a large basket full of trash. He felt even more miserable.
　　 “O Fortune,” he cried. “Do not play games with me, a poor fisherman who can hardly support his family.” After he had washed his nets, he threw them into the sea for the third time. But this time he drew in only stones, shells, and mud. He almost gave up hope of getting a fish.
　　 Then he threw his nets into the sea a fourth time. This time he thought he had a fish, but again there was no fish, rather only a copper vase. From its weight, the vase seemed to be full of something. He noticed that it was closed and sealed with lead. He was very excited and decided to sell the vase. With the money, he planned to buy wheat.
　　 He examined the vase and shook it. Although he heard nothing, he thought there must be something valuable inside the vase because it was sealed. With his knife, he opened it. He turned it upside down, but nothing came out. While he was looking at it in disappointment, a thick smoke came out of the vase. The smoke rose up in a cloud that stretched over the sea and the shore. When all the smoke was out of the vase, a genie formed, twice as large as the largest giant. When the fisherman saw such a terrible-looking monster, he was so frightened he could not move.
　　 “Great king of the genies,” called the monster, “I will never again disobey you!”
　　 Hearing those words, the fisherman became brave and said, “Tell me why you were locked up in the vase.”
　　 The giant looked at the fisherman and said, “Speak to me more politely or I shall kill you.”
　　 “Why should you kill me?” asked the fisherman. “I have just freed you. Have you forgotten that?”
　　 “No,” answered the genie, “but that will not stop me from killing you. I am only going to do you one favor: you may choose the way you will die. I cannot treat you in any other way. If you want to know why, listen to my story.”
　　 “I fought against the king of the genies. To punish me, he shut me up in this copper vase and put his lead seal on it to keep me from coming out. Then he had the vase thrown into the sea. I made a vow that if anyone freed me before a hundred years had passed, I would make him rich even after his death. But nobody freed me. I made a vow that if anyone freed me in the second century, I would give him all the treasures in the world. But nobody freed me. In the third century, I promised to make him king, always to be near him, and grant him three wishes every day. But nobody freed me. At last, I grew angry at being kept in the vase so long and vowed that if anyone released me, I would kill him at once and would only allow him to choose the way he would die. So you may choose the way you will die.”
　　 The fisherman was very sad. “What an unlucky man I am for freeing you. Please do not kill me.”
　　 “I have to told you,” said the genie, “that is impossible. Quickly, choose how you will die.”
　　 The fisherman began to think of a way to trick the genie.
　　 “I really cannot believe,” said the fisherman, “that this vase can hold your feet and even your whole body. I cannot believe it unless you show me.”
　　 The genie began to change himself into smoke, which spread over the sea and the shore. Collecting itself together, the smoke began to go back into the vase until there was nothing left outside. Then a voice came from inside the vase. It said to the fisherman, “Well, unbelieving fisherman, here I am in the vase. Do you believe me now?”
　　 Instead of answering, the fisherman quickly took the lead lid and shut the top of the vase.
　　 “Now, Genie, you will ask me to pardon you!” shouted the fisherman. “And I will choose how you die! But no, it is better if I throw you into the sea. And I will build a house on the shore to warn other fishermen who cast their nets here. And so they will know not to fish up an evil genie like you.”
　　 When he heard those words, the genie did everything he could to get out of the vase. But he could not, because the lid was tightly shut.
　　 Then he tried to get out with a clever trick.
　　 “If you take off the lid, I will repay you,” said the genie.
　　“No,” answered the fisherman, and he threw the vase far out into the sea.