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> To this day I have not grasped what she meant with this story. The story is from a 19th century Turkish book: "The Turkish Jester: Or The Pleasantries Of Cog

• swombat 17y ago
  For many more (and rather better written) Nasredin stories (all of which are highly interesting, entertaining, illuminating, or all three at the same time), see my father's story-blog: http://nasredin.blogspot.com/ http://nasredin.blogspot.com/ Start from the first one: http://nasredin.blogspot.com/2007/10/yes-there-is-nothing-new-in-world-but.html http://nasredin.blogspot.com/2007/10/yes-there-is-nothing-ne...
• pageman 17y ago
  here: http://www.gutenberg.org/files/16244/16244.txt http://www.gutenberg.org/files/16244/16244.txt "One day the Cogia walking along the plain met a heifer, and forthwith laying thievish hands upon it, led it straight to his house, where he slaughtered it and stripped off the skin. The proprietor soon appeared before the Cogia's house, making a loud cry and lamentation. 'Who would have thought,' said the Cogia to his people and his wife, 'that my flaying the heifer would have made that fellow's face look so black?'"