An Arabian Tale - Compiled by: Lilyvic L. Kalim

KNHS, KLagmisor

The men bowed to the visitor.

The stranger will visit the tribe the next day.

Little Zuleika

A tree with brown fruit appeared on the sand where Zuleika’s tears fall.

The chief did not believe until he had tasted the fruit.

And sure enough, the date palm spread until it became the great friend of the desert tribes. As long as it lifts its stately head above the sands, the Arabian knows that it will furnish him with food from

its fruit, cloth form its fiber and cool shade from its leafy palms.                                                                                        

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