A Beautiful Dream

One day Nasreddin dreamt something very beautiful. When he was sitting alone by the street, someone approached him. The man looked very kind and rich. He gave a gold coin to Nasreddin. He gave one more and more until there were nine coins. Then he stopped giving more coins. Nasreddin knew that there was more one coin left in the man’s hand. He said, “Please, give me the other coin so that I have ten coins.” The man shook his head. But nasreddin urged him, “Give me one more please, Give me one more!”

The man shook his head again. Nasreddin want to hit the man. As he swung his hand, he woke up. He opened his hands. Of course, there was no coin at all there. As soon as possible he closed his eyes and cried, All right, all right! You don’t have to give me more coins. Nine is enough. Now give them back to me!”