186- The Voyages of Sinbad

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adventure. We are living in a new and fabulous land surrounded by all that is generous and kind. While your hosts, heedless of your pleas, are planning as is the custom of their country to kill you in a strange and terrible manner.

Listen now, as escape brings you the fantastic story of the voyages of Sinbad. It is related that there lived in Bad Dad, a poor man called Sinbad the Porter, who earned his living carrying loads upon his back and head.

One day, as he was sweating and staggering on the great heat, he passed the door of a house, which to him seemed to belong to a rich merchant. Weirdly, Sinbad the Porter set his load on the ground and sank onto a bench near the door.

The marvel, the scented air, and the sounds of birds from within the gardens. And after a few minutes, the door opened and the sleeve came toward him and back the port of Holland. And they went in and entered a great home.

Welcome, be at your ease. Will you allow me to ask your name and your trade? Oh, Master, I am called Sinbad the Porter, and I carry heavy loads for life payment. Your name is the same as mine, for I am called Sinbad the sailor.

I requested you to come here, for I saw you sitting outside my door, and your weariness and misery touched me. Oh, master in the name of Allah, do not blame me for my grief. There is no need to be ashamed. There's no shame in poverty.