It was a windy day and as Nasruddin was walking home, a big gust of wind blew the turban right off his head. Some children who were playing nearby grabbed the turban and began tossing it back and forth.
Nasruddin chased the children, hoping to get his turban back. "Hey there, children!" he said. "Give me back my turban!"
Then, when he saw how much fun the children were having, he gave up and went home.
"Where's your turban?" Nasruddin's wife asked. "Did you leave it somewhere?"
"It suddenly remembered its childhood," replied Nasruddin, "and it decided to go play."
Inspired by: Nasreddin Hodja compiled by Alpay Kabacali.
Notes: This story is on p. 14 of the book.
Post a Comment