Hatims Hill
Pre-Questions:
- Do you like stories?
- Do you like to tell stories?
- Do you like to listen to stories?
- Do you know the name of a storyteller?
- Do you know the story of Hatim?
- Do you know the story of Hatims Hill?
The Story With Question Inserts
A king (Malik) was traveling through the desert with his Wazir,
his servants and some Bedouins.
What were the Bedouins
for?
One evening they stopped and camped at the foot of a hill.
The King heard something at the top of the hill.
What do you think the King
did?
The King walked up the hill to investigate.
What do you think he
found?
The King didnt find anything, or see anything. Not a
gazelle or a wolf or a hyena or a lizard or even a scorpion or a centipede.
"Men who camp at the bottom of this hill often hear
things," an old Bedouin told the King.
"Why is that?" the King asked.
And the old Bedouin answered, "Because the famous
ArabHatimlies under the ground at the top of this hill. When it is dark, he
walks around and makes noise." "Dont be stupid," the King said.
"Hatim is dead. A dead man cant walk around. A dead man cant make
noise."
Can a dead man walk around
and make noise?
"Your tongue is your horse," the old Bedouin said.
"Protect it, and it will protect you!"
The King just laughed. A while later, the King again heard
something at the top of the hill.
What do you think he did?
This time, he ordered his men to surround the hill before he
walked to the top.
What do you think he found
this time?
Again the King found nothing, and saw nothing. "Nobody ever
sees Hatim," the old Bedouin said. "Sometimes, though, people see the light of
his campfire at night." "Hatim, Hatim, Hatim!" the King said angrily.
"You say that he walks around the top of this hill, but where is he? I will speak to
him. O (Ya) Hatim! O Hatim! Tonight I am your guest. Kill a horse for me! Show me
your famous hospitality!" The King looked around him and laughed. "You
see," he told the old Bedouin. "There is no food. There is no Hatim."
"Your head may be the price of your tongue," the old Bedouin warned. The King
returned to his tent and went to sleep. During the night, he had a dream. In his dream,
Hatim rose up out of the ground at the top of the hill. He walked down his hill, into the
Kings camp. He had a great sword which he raised up and drove into . . .
What do you think he drove
his sword into?
. . . into the chest of the Kings riding camel, at the
bottom of the camels neck.
Why do you think he did
that?
The King woke up to the sound of camels roaring and the shouting
of men. Grabbing his sword, he rushed outside. He found his men gathered around his riding
camel, which was lying on its side in the sand, rolling back and forth and roaring. The
King, remembering his dream, checked his camels neck. What do you
think he saw there? There was not a mark on it.
"It is dying," the Bedouins shouted. We must slaughter
it before it dies, then we can eat its meat."
Why must they slaughter it
before it dies?
The King thrust his sword into his camels chest, at the
base of its neck. Then the Bedouins butchered it while the Kings men dug a great
hole in the sand. They cooked the camel in the hole and, after several hours, it was
ready. That morning they ate and ate until their stomachs were tight as drums and they
could eat no more. The Bedouins had not forgotten to post guards during the feast. Now the
guards came rushing back to camp, waving their swords and shouting excitedly.
Why were the guards so
excited?
"A stranger is approaching," they shouted.
Who do you think the
stranger is?
The men all gathered together and waited, ready for friend or
enemy. They watched a handsome young man approach. He was riding a huge black male camel,
and behind him was a beautiful white camel, a female, which was riderless. When the
stranger was near, he dismounted and threw handfuls of sand into the air.
Why did he do that?
"He comes in peace," the Bedouins shouted. "He
does not want to make trouble . . . with us." They shouted and waved for him to come
forward.
The handsome young man greeted the King and said, "I have
brought you a camel to ride. It is the best camel my people have, and it is a replacement
for the one you slaughtered last night."
How do you think the King
felt?
The King was amazed. "Who are you? And how do you know that
I need a camel?"
"I am Adi, son of Hatim," the young man said.
"Last night, while I was sleeping, I had a dream. In my dream, my father Hatim
visited me. Adi, he said, a great and famous King is camping at the foot
of my hill. He said that he was hungry, but I had nothing to offer my guest, so I
slaughtered his camel, so he and his men could eat. Now he needs another camel. Please
select an excellent riding camel, the best our people have to offer, and bring it to
him." The King listened to Adis story, and was even more astonished. "By
God," he said, "when your father was alive, he was the most generous of the
Arabs. He is dead now, but he is still the most generous!"
When the King finally reached his palace, he ordered his scribes
to write down this story and tell it to all of the people.
We can all learn from this story of a generous man.
Post-Questions:
- Did you like this story?
- Which is better, having money or having a good name (reputation)?
- Which is better, money or friends. Why?
- Who is the most generous man in your class?
- Do you know the story of a generous man?
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