Hodja is invited for dinner one summer night. Dinner is ready and they serve the iced compote first. To tease the guests, the host begins to eat the compote with a big scoop and each time he scoops up the iced compote, he says
- Oh! I could die.
Hodja and other guests try to eat compote with small spoons they are given and can't even test it. When others keep slient, Hodja can not restrain himself and looks at the host:
-Sir, Would you give us your scoop and let us die a little too
Quand le mensonge est appelé vérité , Tel est l'ordre des choses qui prévaut à notre époque ; chaque valeur morale se retrouve bouleversée de telle manière que les gens ne sont plus capables de distinguer le Bien du Mal
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