When I was about 14 years old I rode on my donkey to pick up some flour from the village nearest my home, as I was waiting in line to get the flour a man asked for my name, I replied 'I'm the son of MOHAMMED HAJJI MOHAMMED', than he told a couple of guys to start filling the bags with flour, these bags were on the donkey's back . as I was waiting I overheard a man saying that he was carrying a pair of women shoes, simply because the woman whom they were bought for did not feel that both of her shoes were the same size, and he explained that they were the same size and she was just being hysterical. When this man was asked what he was going do with them, he simply said he would only carry them back and forth and that when he got back he would tell her that he gotten her the right size this time... I thought he was smart.
