One day the Hodja collected sprigs and twigs in the woods and tied them into a
bundle. He was going to use them as fire wood in his home. After he finished loading
his donkey, he started to doubt if these useless branches were going to burn well. He
decided to try, just a tiny corner of the bundle on the donkey's back. But as soon as
he lit the match, the sprigs caught fire and with the help of the blowing wind, the
entire batch started to burn on the back of the poor donkey. The unfortunate
animal, frightened, started to run away. Nasreddin Hodja, feeling terribly guilty,
thought he should give the pitiable creature a little advice.
`If I were you,' he yelled from behind, `I would run towards the lake.'
bundle. He was going to use them as fire wood in his home. After he finished loading
his donkey, he started to doubt if these useless branches were going to burn well. He
decided to try, just a tiny corner of the bundle on the donkey's back. But as soon as
he lit the match, the sprigs caught fire and with the help of the blowing wind, the
entire batch started to burn on the back of the poor donkey. The unfortunate
animal, frightened, started to run away. Nasreddin Hodja, feeling terribly guilty,
thought he should give the pitiable creature a little advice.
`If I were you,' he yelled from behind, `I would run towards the lake.'
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