“Mustafa rode on the donkey’s back, and Nasreddine walked behind. The path was still muddy from the last rainfall, so the young boy took oof his slippers to keep them from getting dirty.”
“Nasreddine took the bottom of his robe in his mouth and scrambled up onto the donkey, pleased with his trick _no one would make fun of this father walking calmly behind, his head wrapped in a handsome turban.”
“One morning, Nasreddine was sitting on a carpet in the shade of a palm, drinking camel’s milk with cinnamon, when his father Mustafa called him: ‘Nasreddine, bring the donkey from the stables. We are going to the market.”
“The following week, Nasreddine sheared wool from the sheep, who had been suffering from the heat ever since Spring had come. The sheep wiggled to avoid the burn of the razor, but the boy wS careful no to hurt their soft pink skin.”