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The Rest of the Story about... Geçti Bor'un pazarI, sür esse The story
In the old days, the bazaar at Bor lasted a shorter time than most bazaars -- closing down in the mid-afternoon. That was because there was a much larger, busier bazaar on the same day in Ni A little ways north of Ni |
The Rest of the Story about... Görüp görece The story
Nasreddin Hoca's "Ah, yes please," said the Hoca, "I'll have six young sweet-smelling apricot trees if you can find them." He then gave his neighbor enough money for the purchase and Süleyman departed for Karaman -- where, among other items, he found and purchased six fine young apricot trees for the Hoca. Upon returning from his trip, Süleyman hid the Hoca's fine young trees -- intending to hand them over once he'd had a little amusement at the Hoca's expense. And in their stead, he offered up a bag of broken twigs and dried sticks -- pretending that they were the real trees that the Hoca had ordered. The Hoca wasn't fooled for a second by the bogus offering, but he decided to go along with the ruse -- and to turn it into a little fun of his own... So, while Süleyman blabbed on about the extraordinary quality to the so-called trees, the Hoca led him to the vineyard carrying the bag of twigs in front of him as if it contained treasure -- and as if he believed his neighbor's every conniving word. Once they'd reached a particulary fertile spot, the Hoca went through an elaborate planting ceremoney -- and when he was done, he stood back admiringly and feigned a little prayer of thanksgiving. With that done, he began 'washing' his hands in the sandy soil over the top of the planting as he uttered, "Görüp görece And he turned on his heel and left the red-faced Süleyman in the dust. |