When Nasruddin was in the army, his unit attacked an enemy fortress. Carrying a shield and waving a spear, Nasruddin advanced towards the line of enemy soldiers who were defending the fortress.
Then, all of a sudden, one of the soldiers threw a rock which hit Nasruddin on the head.
Nasruddin reached up and felt blood trickling from his head wound.
"You idiot!" he yelled at the enemy soldier. "You could have aimed at this nice big shield which is easy to see and easy to hit. Why on earth would you aim at my poor little head like that?"
Inspired by: Classic Tales of Mulla Nasreddin retold by Houman Farzad, and translated by Diane Wilcox
Notes: This story is on p. 12 of the book.
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