When he was a
little child, Nasreddin was naughty and had many ideas. He wanted to know
everything he saw.
One day when he walked along the village, he saw a doorbell.
He wondered what was that. In his village people seldom set a doorbell. It was
new for him.
He approaced the door. His hand tried to reach te doorbell. But he
was too short. He couldn't reach the doorbell. He jumped. But he still couldn't
reach the bell.
He looked around and saw a tall man walked on the street. He
waved his hand to ask for a help.
"What's wrong, kid?" the tall man
asked.
"I wanted to ring the bell. Can you help me?" Nasreddin
replied.
"With pleasure," the man said and pushed the button. The
bell rang so loud.
"I wanted to hear again," said Nasreddin.
"Okay," the man rang the doorbell again.
"Once more," said
Nasreddin happily.
The man pushed the button again. At that time the door
opened. An old man with angry face came out. He said angrily, "What the
hell are you doing?"
"This little boy asked me to rang the
bell," said the tall man.
"Are you blind? I don't see a little boy
here. I just see a stupid tall man alone and disturb my bell!" said the
man.
The tall man was confused. He didn't see Nasreddin. Seemingly Nasreddin
had run away when he knew the owner of the house came out.