There once was a genie who was a good genie who would do good whenever he could. He was a nobel genie and felt good when he helped others.

      Well; there are always those will criticize others with out any real reason except they liked to make others feel bad. Such was the case with this good genie. This made the genie feel he was not good ... not good at all. This damaged the spirit of the good genie .. he took it to heart. The genie felt a great pain, The genie felt inadequate, The genie felt he was not good enough.

      One day the good genie found a magic bottle that would ease the pain. More and more he depended on this bottle to get through the problems of the day.

      Eventually the good genie crawled into the bottle whenever he had a problem to face. This went on for a long time and eventually he became dependent on the bottle.

      Sometimes the good genie would venture out of his bottle but his problems got worse while he was in the bottle. So he would crawl back into the bottle. He didn't feel good being in the bottle, but he was afraid to leave it.

      One day he took stock of him self. One day he decided to face his problems even if they sometimes caused him pain. The good genie came to realize "Yes he made mistakes, but he also did good too". So the good genie climbed out of the bottle, breathed the fresh air, and resolved to face life's problems instead of hiding from them. It was hard at first, but he persisted. The good genie soon realized he had the power to face all his problems him self. He also found he felt good about him self. He never crawled back in the bottle again and he lived happily ever after.