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Chapter 9: The Legend of Sinan Who Discussed Names For A Holy Object With Norm the Spirit

Five years had passed and Norm was now six. He had granted many wishes, from many masters.

A human rubbed his container. Norm came out in a funnel of teal-blue smoke.

"I'm Norm!" said Norm brightly, "The Spirit!"

Humans always called him a spirit, so he assumed that he was.

The human gazed at Norm in wonder. A spirit. Spirits created the world and it was a great honor to see them.

Norm liked it when humans were amazed to see him. However, despite their joy upon seeing him, they did nothing for him and didn't seem to care either way about his needs. They expected him to do stuff for them, not vice versa.

However, Norm knew that human kids weren't treated the same way he was. They were cared for and adults did stuff for them. The six-year old wondered why he was any different. Was that because he was a spirit and the human kids weren't?

"Who are you?"

"I'm Sinan of the Snake tribe," said the human, bowing.

Norm noticed the Snake tribe was not the same tribe as the one he was at before.

"You've just got three wishes!"

Norm had noticed that every time he involuntary snapped his fingers, the humans said, "I wish." He guessed that meant that the GONGing finger snap thing was called a "wish." After three GONGing finger snap things, he was always sucked back into his lamp. Therefore, humans only got three wishes.

"Three wishes?"

"Yeah," said Norm, pointing at the purple object he came out of, "Then I get sucked back into that purple object."

Norm hated getting sucked into the purple object. The purple object was boring. He wondered if it was possible to avoid getting sucked into it. So far, if there was, he hadn't found it.

The human didn't think spirits used the phrase 'purple object.' He thought spirits would use words infused with more holiness than that.

Norm wondered why Sinan seemed confused. Sinan did get three wishes, Norm would get sucked back into the purple object, and the purple object was purple and was an object. What could there possibly be to be confused about?

"What will your first wish be?"

"I wish you would call the purple object by a holier name," said Sinan.

Norm was confused. What kind of wish was that? Why did the name of the purple object even matter?

GONG!

"Then I get sucked back into the Holy Grail," said Norm.

Sinan sighed, satisfied. 'Holy Grail' was a good name for a holy object.

Norm felt confused. Why'd did he call the purple object the 'Holy Grail?' He felt sure that it wasn't a holy grail. He felt sure it was called something else.

"Sinan, it's not the Holy Grail," replied Norm, "That name feels wrong for it."

"But it feels right to me," protested Sinan.

"It doesn't feel right to me," replied Norm, "How about you wish that I called it what it is?"

"I wish you called it what it is," said Sinan.

GONG!

"Then I get sucked into my lava lamp," said Norm.

Sinan thought about it. Lava lamp sounded like a mysterious, holy name for a holy object. He liked it.

Norm was glad that his master finally was content with the name of the purple object. He also felt happy to know it was called a lava lamp. Whatever a lava lamp was, that is.

Sinan thought that the other tribe members would be interested in hearing the tale of how he met the spirit. Maybe it would become a legend if he told them. The Legend of Sinan Who Discussed Names For A Holy Object With Norm the Spirit.

"I wish I could tell the other tribe members about my encounter with you," muttered Sinan, forgetting that he still he had one more wish left.

GONG!

Sinan appeared at the fire, at story telling time and told the story of his encounter with the Spirit.

Norm was sucked back into his lava lamp, which he had just learned was called that.