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Ali Thumb

A Turkish Story by Anonymous – translated and adapted by Ece Ozdemiroglu


Once upon a time, a couple had a baby boy whom they called Ali. The baby came as a surprise to his parents, because when he was born he was no bigger than a thumb!

The mother and father were both very upset to begin with, but then they thought to themselves, 'This is what God has given us, and one day our son will grow up to be a big, strong boy.'

But the years passed and Ali did not grow at all. He remained as little as a thumb.

Every evening at dinner, the mother would set a place at the table for her son. She would place a tiny plate in front of him and fill it with a teaspoon full of soup. Ali also had a tiny cup which his mother filled with a single drop of water.

Everything was fine when the family were at home, but the mother and father were ashamed of their son, thinking that if anybody saw him they would tease the young boy. So they kept him indoors, always hidden from view.

Many more years passed, and eventually Ali celebrated his twentieth birthday. He was still as little as a thumb, but his voice had grown very deep and very loud. In fact, if anybody was ever to hear their son speak, they would think it was the voice of a giant man.

Ali was a very sad young man because he had no friends and had to spend all of his time hiding inside of his parent's house.

One day, Ali's father was getting ready to go to the market in the next town. The old man planned on spending the night in a hotel because he would not be able to make the journey there and back before nightfall.

Ali pleaded with his father to take him along on the journey, but his father looked very anxious at the idea. 'We never took you out until this day and I am not sure that I can do it now,' he said. 'How can I protect you and hide you from other people?'

'It will be easy,' answered Ali in his deep, booming voice. 'You can keep me in your pocket and nobody will ever know I am there. You can make a little hole in the material so I can breathe and so that I can see what is going on and enjoy all the new sights of the world.'

Ali's father realised how excited Ali was at the idea of leaving the house, and because of this he found it impossible to say no to his only son.

The old man made a very small hole in his shirt pocket and helped Ali to climb inside. The mother handed over the bags for the journey and kissed them both and wished them good luck. Then Ali and his father set off towards the market in the neighbouring town.

After travelling all day, Ali and his father came to the hotel by the side of the road. 'We will get ourselves a room here for the night,' said the father, 'and tomorrow we will go to the market early in the morning before returning back home.'

'I cannot believe I get to stay in a hotel!' exclaimed Ali. The young man was very excited because he had seen so much on his journey already and he had never slept anywhere apart from his home.

Ali's father paid for a room and took his bags up the stairs to prepare for dinner.

After the old man had unpacked and washed, and with Ali still hidden in his pocket, he went down to the dining room in the hopes that he might also sneak some food for his little son.

Then something quite unexpected happened. Just as all of guests had seated themselves for dinner, a group of thieves entered the hotel. The mean looking men, three in all, pointed guns and gave orders that every man and woman should surrender their money and any valuables they possessed.

All of the guests were very scared, including Ali's father, but they did as they were told and began reaching for their wallets and jewellery, placing them on the tables to be collected by the thieves.

Suddenly, there was a very loud and very deep voice from out of nowhere. 'Drop your guns!' commanded the voice. 'I am coming in there and I am going to catch you and give you over to the police.'

Nobody knew where the voice was coming from. The thieves looked all around the dining room but could not find a soul.

Then the voice came again, even louder this time. 'I will make you pay for your wicked ways. I will make sure that you spend many years in prison.'

GhostBecause the thieves could not tell where the voice was coming from, they convinced themselves that it must belong to a ghost. And if there was one thing the thieves were scared of even more than the police, it was ghosts.

All of a sudden, the thieves dropped their guns and ran from the hotel and disappeared into the night.

Even though the guests were happy that the robbers had fled, they too were afraid of ghosts and wanted to run away to their rooms and hide.

'Do not worry,' said Ali's father. 'It is not a ghost that is talking. It is my son.' And with that, the old man reached into his pocket so that Ali could climb into his hand. Then he placed Ali gently down on the table so that all of the guests might say hello.

'I am sure the robbers will not return,' said Ali in his deep, booming voice, a big smile on his face due to all of the adventures he was having.

The guests were very surprised and very curious to meet a boy who was no bigger than a thumb. But more than anything, they were all very grateful to Ali for saving them from the thieves, and they thanked him and shook his hand and said to his father how proud he must be to have such a brave son.

In the morning, as they left the hotel for the market, Ali's father took his little son out of his pocket and placed him up on his shoulder. All morning at the market, and then on the way home, the old man had to stop many times to introduce Ali to passersby. And he was very proud and told them all how his son had saved everybody from the three thieves.

When father and son arrived home that evening, Ali's mother looked very worried that Ali was sitting up on her husband's shoulder. 'What if somebody should see him?' she asked her husband.

But the old man smiled and explained to his wife what adventures the pair had experienced at the caravanserai, and how Ali had saved the day and scared off the thieves. 'It has been a very great mistake to be ashamed of our son. We should not have kept him hidden in the house for all these years. We should be proud of Ali and all of the things that he is capable of doing.'

Ali's mother was indeed very proud when she heard the story of her son's bravery, and promised never to hide him away or be ashamed ever again.

Ever since that day, Ali Thumb has always travelled on his parents' shoulders wherever they go, and he has seen and done many things and had many adventures.

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Ali Thumb

A Turkish Story by Anonymous – translated and adapted by Ece Ozdemiroglu


Parmak Ali

Bir varmış, bir yokmuş, evvel zaman içinde, kalbur saman içinde, deve tellal iken pire berber iken, ben babamın beşiğini tıngır mıngır sallar iken, bir kadıncağızla bir adamcağızın Ali adını verdikleri bir oğulları olmuş. Olmuş ve herkesi şaşırtmış. Evet, çünkü bu çocuk parmak kadarmış!

Başta çok üzülmüş Ali’nin anne babası ama ‘eh, ne yapalım, Allah onu da böyle gönderdi... Nasıl olsa günü gelince o da büyür ’ diye avutmuşlar kendilerini.

Fakat gel zaman git zaman, bizim Parmak Ali büyümemiş. Parmak kadar kalmış.

Her akşam annesi sofraya bir çay bardağı ve içine de bir çay kaşığıyla iki üç damla çorba koyarmış Ali için. Yavrucak onunla doyarmış.

Anne baba çocuğumuzu kimseye göstermeyelim başına kötü bir şey gelmesin, herkes onunla alay eder diye düşündüklerinden zavallı Parmak Ali’yi kimseye göstermemişler.

Aradan seneler geçmiş, bizim parmak çocuğumuz 20 yaşına gelmiş. Hala parmak kadarmış ama öylesine kalın ve gür bir sesi varmış ki konuştuğunu duyan olsa bir dev konuşuyor sanırmış.

Ali hep evde saklanmak zorunda olduğu ve hiç arkadaşı olmadığı için günlerini yalnız ve üzgün geçiriyormuş.

Günlerden bir gün Ali’nin babası kasabadaki pazara gitmeye karar vermiş. Giderken Ali ‘Babacığım beni de yanına alır mısın?’ diye yalvarmış.  Babası ‘Evladım’ demiş ‘Bugüne kadar seni sokağa çıkarmadım, hem sonra ben seni nasıl götüreyim? Nereye koyayım?’ demiş. ‘Orası kolay babacığım’ demiş Ali tok sesiyle. ‘Beni cebine koyarsın, kimse görmez. Cebine de küçük bir delik açarsın ben de hem hava alırım hem de dışarıyı görürüm’. Ne yapsın babası, ‘peki, oğlum’ demiş, pazara götüreceği çantaları hazırlamaya koyulmuş.

Hazırlığı bitince, cebinde küçük bir delik açmış, annesi Ali’yi öpmüş ve babasının cebine yerleştirmiş ve ‘yolunuz açık olsun’ demiş. Ali ve babası yola çıkmışlar.

Bütün gün yürüdükten sonra bir kervansaraya varmışlar. ‘Burada bu gece için bir oda tutacağız’ demiş babası ‘ve yarın sabah erkenden yola çıkacağız ki akşama eve dönebilelim’.

Bir günlük yolculukta gördükleri ve hayatında ilk kez evinden başka bir yerde uyuyacağı için sevinçten hoplayıp zıplayıp ‘Ne güzel! Bir kervansarayda kalacağıma inanamıyorum’ diye bağırmış Ali.

Ali’nin babası odanın parasını vermiş ve torbalarını odaya çıkarmış. Elini yüzünü yıkamış ve cebinde Ali’yle aşağıya otelin lokantasına inmiş. Kendi yemeğimden birkaç lokmayı Ali için cebime atarım diye düşünmüş.

Tam yemek servisi başlarken bir grup hırsız dalmış içeri. Çatık kaşlı, kötü yüzlü üç adam silahlarını çekmişler ve lokantadaki herkese ceplerinde ne kadar para, üstlerinde ne kadar mücevher varsa hepsini hırsızların birinin taşıdığı torbaya atmalarını söylemişler. Herkes, Ali’nin babası da dâhil olmak üzere, çok korkmuş ve hırsızların dediğini yapmaya başlamışlar.

Birden bire, çok yüksek ve kalın bir ses duyulmuş. ‘Atın elinizden tabancaları! Şimdi geliyorum! Hepinizi yakalayıp polise vereceğim’ diye bağırmış ses. Kimse sesin nerden, kimden geldiğini bilmiyormuş. Hırsızlar lokantada her yeri aramışlar ama kimseyi bulamamışlar. Ses tekrar duyulmuş: ‘Sözümü dinlemezseniz sizi pişman ederim ve yıllarca hapiste yatarsınız!’

Lokantada konuşan kimse olmadığı için hırsızlar sesin bir hayalete ait olduğu kararına varmışlar. Ve polisten çok hayaletlerden korktukları için, silahlarını ve topladıkları bütün değerli eşyaları bırakıp arkalarına bile bakmadan kaçmışlar.

Lokantadakiler hırsızlar gitti diye rahat bir nefes almışlar ama sesin bir hayaletten gelmiş olması onları da korkuttuğu için odalarına kaçmak için koşuşturmaya başlamışlar.

‘Korkmayın’ demiş Ali’nin babası. ‘Konuşan hayalet değil. Benim oğlum’. Ve Ali’yi yavaşça cebinden çıkarıp masanın üstüne koymuş.

‘Eminim hırsızlar bir daha gelmezler buraya’ demiş Ali kalın sesi ve gülen yüzüyle.

Herkes şaşkın şaşkın bakıyormuş birbirlerine. Hayatlarında ilk kez parmak büyüklüğünde birini görüyorlarmış. Ama her şeyden önce, Ali’ye paralarını ve hatta belki de hayatlarını borçlu olduklarını biliyorlarmış. O yüzden hepsi tek tek Ali’ye teşekkür etmiş ve elini sıkmış. Ve Ali’nin babasını böyle cesur bir oğlu olduğu için kutlamışlar.

Sabah olunca, Ali ve babası kervansaraydan pazara gitmek için ayrılmışlar. Ali’nin babası oğlunu cebinde saklamak yerine omzuna koymuş. Bütün sabah pazarda ve sonra eve giderken yolda, onlarca kez durup herkese tanıştırmış Ali’yi. Ve gururla önceki gece olanları, Ali’nin herkesi hırsızlardan nasıl kurtardığını anlatmış.

Baba oğlun eve doğru geldiğini pencereden gören anne korkuyla dışarı fırlamış, ‘ Ne yapıyorsunuz, ya biri Ali’yi görürse?’ diye bağırmış.  Ama yaşlı adam gülümsemiş ve kervansarayda olanları ve Ali’nin herkesi nasıl kurtardığını anlatmış. ‘Oğlumuzdan utanmakla büyük bir hata yapmışız karıcığım. Ali’yi evde saklı tutmamalıydık. Ali’yle gurur duymalıyız’ demiş.  Ali’nin annesi de gerçekten gurur duymuş oğluyla ve bundan sonra hiç bir zaman oğlundan utanmamaya ve onu saklamamaya söz vermiş.

O günden beri, Parmak Ali anne babası nereye giderse hep onların omuzlarına oturmuş ve daha birçok yer görüp macera yaşamış.

Gökten üç elma düşmüş, biri Ali’nin başına, biri anlatanın başına, biri de dinleyenin başına. Ve hepsi mutlu ve macera dolu günler yaşamışlar.

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