88. Nasruddin’s Playful Turban
It was a windy day and as Nasruddin was walking home, a big gust of wind blew the turban right off his head. Some children who were playing nearby grabbed the turban and began tossing it back and forth.
Nasruddin chased the children, hoping to get his turban back. “Hey there, children!” he said. “Give me back my turban!”
Then, when he saw how much fun the children were having, he gave up and went home.
“Where’s your turban?” Nasruddin’s wife asked. “Did you leave it somewhere?”
“It suddenly remembered its childhood,” replied Nasruddin, “and it decided to go play.”
This Tale is from “Tiny Tales of Nasruddin” by Laura Gibbs. The book is licensed under the CC BY-NC-ND 4.0 license. © 2019-202The2 Laura Gibbs
I did go shopping and had breakfast at Sandy’s in Sunizona yesterday as planned. However, after my posting on Wednesday I checked with the Park office and they said I could stay in my same space. I noticed yesterday when I got back in my space that there was a new rig in the one that I had been told was to be my new home because a Big Rig needed my current one. I guess the Big Rig canceled because there is a small travel trailer in there now.
My A/C died again yesterday afternoon. Something else for RV City to look into next week. The last time I asked them to do that they turned it on and it worked – problem solved.