The Story of Djuha And The Figs
There was a certain man called， Djuha who had a pomegranate tree. One year Djuha's pomegranate tree bore exceptional fruit， and so he chose three of the best and took them to the palace as a gift for the Emir. For this he was generously rewarded.
Some months later， Djuha's turnip crop proved unusually fine， so he filled a basket with the best turnips and set out for the palace. Just then a neighbor， who knew what Djuha was doing， called out， “Are turnips any gift for a prince？ Shame on you！ Take him something dainty or sweet. Take him some figs！”
Djuha thought about it， and decided that this was correct， so he arrived at the palace with a basket of figs over his arm. This time， however， the prince was in an angry mood， and far from rewarding Djuha， he ordered his servants to pelt him with his own figs and chase him out.
But every time a fig hit him， Djuha would cry out， “May God reward you with His blessing， dear neighbor！” or “God grant you abundant riches， dear neighbor！”
The prince became curious about Djuha's outcries， and finally ordered his servants to stop， and asked Djuha what he was talking about.
“Sire，” said Djuha， “I was bringing you a basket of the largest and fattest turnips you have ever seen， white and as sweet as apples， but my neighbor told me that figs would be a better gift. Should I not thank the man who has saved my life？ For had this basket been full of turnips， surely every bone in my body would be broken by now.”
The prince laughed and regaining his good humor， sent Djuha home with a purse of gold.
By： Inea Bushnaq， “Arab Folktales”。
Found at： http://www.skypoint.com/members/mariam/stories/figs.htm
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