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Donkey's word
One day a neighbor called on Molla.
"Molla, I want to borrow your donkey."
"I'm sorry," Molla said, "but I've already lent it out."
As soon as he had spoken, the sound of a donkey braying came from Molla's stable.
"But Molla, I can hear your donkey in there."
"Shame on you," Molla said indignantly, "that you would take the word of a donkey over my word."
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The quilt is gone, the dispute is ended
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The quilt is gone, the dispute is ended (Nasreddin Hodja was awakened in the middle of the night by the cries of two quarreling men in front of his house. )
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Nasreddin Hodja
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01 fevrier 2002
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