One day the Hodja saw a garden and entered. There he saw many kinds of fruits and began to put them in his bag.
At this moment the owner of the garden arrived and cried: What are you doing there?
You know the storm we had yesterday, said the Hodja. It blew me here.
And who broke off this fruit?
I wanted to hold on to the branches and they fell down.
And who put this fruit in the bag?
I was just thinking of that, said the Hodja. Come on, we'll think together!
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