1 Joe Jameson found an old jar under the bridge near his house. He put the jar in his jacket pocket and played soldier with his little men. Later, he heard his mother calling him for supper, and so he ran home.
2 Joe forgot about the jar until it was time to go to bed. He took the jar from his jacket and tried to see what might have been in it before the jar had been thrown out. Was it juice? Was it jelly? Joe began wiping the dirt from the jar when a jet of smoke rose up and out of the mouth of the jar. A giant genie appeared. The genie was dressed in fancy orange pajamas. He spoke in a very deep, but quiet voice.
3 "Thank you, Joe. I have been in that ginger jar for the past nine hundred years waiting for someone to find me and let me out," said the genie.
4 Joe's jaw fell. His eyes bulged. He jumped up and down on his bed and pinched himself. Joe asked the genie, "Are you really a genie, or is this just my imagination?"
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