My word or the word of my donkey Nasreddin Hodja |
One day the Hodja answered a knock at his door and found that it was one of his neighbours, whom disliked particularly. -Hodja Effendi, can I borrow your donkey for the day? he wanted to know. -Sorry, neigbour, replied the Hodja. Of course you could borrow it, if I had it here, but it is not in, just now. Just then the donkey started to bray! -I am surprised at you, Hodja Effendi! I can hear your donkey bray, just when you say it's not in!. -I am the one who is surprised; yes, and outraged too! shouted the Hodja. ' A neigbour like you I'd rather not have, disbelieving my word, but believing that of my donkey!'. |