Were in Bradford and its been a few months since Jabalas Mum died. Dad's a brilliant father, but its an effort to get her to school on time every day.One morning, Jabala hears a voice speaking to her in Arabic. No ones there. Could it be Mum? Has she imagined it?But this is no ordinary Jinn and nothing like the one told to her in grandmas stories. Jabala and the Jinn uses physical theatre, music & new writing to tell the story of a little girls playful encounter with a very cheeky Jinn