Finding The Owners of The Feet


Nasreddin was well-known for his patience. Children, young people, and adults liked him very much because of him. They even play a trik on him.
       It was a bright morning. As usual, Nasreddin was going to the market on his donkey’s back. There were four children who had been waiting for him. And now they were sure that they could succeed. They went into a small river by the road, pressed their bodies to each other.
       Soon Nasreddin came. The children giggled for a moment and then pretended to be sad.
       “Hi boys, what are you doing there?” asked Nasreddin.
       “ Thank God! Finaly you come, Uncle Nasreddin,” said one of them.
       “ Why? What are you doing there in the water?” asked Nasreddin again.
       “Uncle Nasreddin, we’re in a big trouble. Help us, please,” said Jemal.
       “Trouble?” Asked the man. He stared at the children seriously now. “What the trouble?”
       “If you can’t help us, we have to stand here for a long time.” Mahmoud moaned.
Nasreddin loked into the water. He has confused to see nothing strange there. “ What trouble, boys? Nothing streng in the water!”
       “Don’t you see it, uncle Nasreddin?” Jemal said, “ Our feet are mixed up. I think those feet are mine. But mahmoud said that one of them is his. And Ismael said that this one is his.”
       At that time the boys started pointing to and claiming their feet.
       Nasreddin climbed down his donkey. At the river bank he took a stick and went into the water.”Let me help you boys, it’s a small trouble,” he said.
       Then Nasreddin pressed the long stick on a foot. Of course it hurt the owner, Jemal. He cried cried in pain and jumped to the river bank.”Those are Jemal’s,”said Nasreddin. He did the same thing to the rest of the feet.”Those are Mahmoud’s, those are Ishmael’s, those are yours, Mustapha!”
       The boys laughed. The failed to play a trick on Nasreddin again this time. But Nasreddin was not angry. He just smiled and said,”I’am very glad I could help you, my boys! Anytime your feet are mixed up again, call me to help you.”
       Then Nasreddin shook the water fron his feet, wore his shoes and got onto his donkey’s back again.

Source: Book by the tittle NASREDDIN A MAN WHO NEVER GIVES UP

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