Shoes For a Journey - Seyahat Ayakkabıları

One day when Nasreddin Hodja was just a boy, his friends decided to play a trick on him. After considerable discussion,they agreed to steal his shoes. But how? Suddenly the leader among the group had an idea.

Nasreddin! he called.

And Nasreddin obligingly came over to see what was wanted.

We've been talking, and Ahmet thinks you can climb that cypress selvi tree. Mehmet and I are sure you cannot. Irfan, here, isn't sure whether you can or you can't. What do say? Can you say? Or can't you?

Nasreddin looked at the tree.Then he looked at his friends. Clearly something besides the tree-climbing was on their minds, but Nasreddin couldn't be sure just what it was.

Oh, I can climb it, all right, he answered.

Let's see you,then, said the leader.Here I'll hold your shoes for you while you climb.

Aha! So that was it.Shrugging omuz silkme his shoulders, Nasreddin stuffed saklamak his shoes into the pockets of his baggy trousers şalvar With a twinkle pırıltı in his eye, he repliedI'll just take them along with me. It may be that I'll find a road at the top of the tree. In that case, I shall need my shoes!