When Nasruddin first went to school, the teacher asked him some questions.
"Tell me, Nasruddin: do you have any brothers or sisters?"
"I have one brother!" Nasruddin replied with pride.
"And is your brother older or younger than you?" the teacher asked.
"Well," Nasruddin said thoughtfully, "I remember that last year my brother was one year younger than me. At least, that's what my mother told me."
"So he's your younger brother," said the teacher helpfully.
"I'm not sure,"said Nasruddin. "That was a year old, so he may have caught up to me in age by now."
Inspired by: The Wit and Wisdom of Nasraddin Hodja by Nejat Muallimoglu
Notes: This story is on p. 3 of the book.
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