by conan 24/12/2007, 2:18 pm
One winter Nasraddin had very little
money. His crops had been very bad that year, and he had to live very
cheaply. He gave his donkey less food, and when after two days the
donkey looked just the same, he said to himself, “The donkey was used
to eating a lot. Now he is quickly getting used to eating less; and
soon he will get used to living on almost nothing.”
Each day Nasraddin gave the donkey a little less food, until it was hardly eating anything.
Then one day, when the donkey was going to the market with a load of
wood on its back, it suddenly died. “How unlucky I am,” said Nasraddin.
“Just when my donkey had got used to eating hardly anything, it came to
the end of his days in this world.”
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