sexta-feira, 20 de maio de 2011

NASREDDIN - THE INSTRUCTIVE PRANKSTER

Nasreddin Hodja commanded his disciples, when he sneezed, to salute him by clapping their hands and crying out: "Haïr Ollah, Hodja," that is "Prosperity to thee, O Master!" Now it came to pass that on one of the days the bucket fell into the well [...] he descended, caught the bucket, and the boys were already pulling him up, when, just as he was drawing near the edge of the well, he chanced to sneeze. Whereupon they, mindful of the master's behest, let go the rope and, clapping their hands in high glee, cried out in chorus: "Haïr Ollah,Hodja," Nasreddin was precipitated violently into the well, bruising himself against the sides. [...] "Well, boys, it was not your fault, but mine: too much honour is no good thing for man."
George Frederick Abbott, Macedonian Folklore, Cambridge University Press (1903)

Knowledge is like the carrot, few know by looking at the green top that the best part, the orange part, is there. Like the carrot, if you don't work for it, it will wither away and rot. And finally, like the carrot, there are a great many donkeys and jackasses that are associated with it.
Dan Keding, Elder Tales: stories of wisdom and courage from around the world (2008)