Once I was on my holiday in France. I went for a walk. It seems that I lost my way in the forest. I was tired and hungry. After I had walked for about four or five hours, I came to a road-mender. He was working hard.
"How long would it take me to get to the nearest village?" I asked him.
He looked up at me in surprise and did not say a word. I repeated my question. He looked up with the same look of surprise on his face, but did not say a word again. I thought that the man was deaf or dumb.
I left him and continued my journey. I had hardly walked 100 meters, when I heard the road-mender shout after me. I went back to him.
- "It would take you half an hour.", he said. I was a little bit upset.
- "Why didn't you tell me this before?" I asked.
- "How could I? I didn't know your speed. Now, when I saw you walking, I can tell; it would take you half an hour." he said.
I left the man, admiring his sense of precision.
"How long would it take me to get to the nearest village?" I asked him.
He looked up at me in surprise and did not say a word. I repeated my question. He looked up with the same look of surprise on his face, but did not say a word again. I thought that the man was deaf or dumb.
I left him and continued my journey. I had hardly walked 100 meters, when I heard the road-mender shout after me. I went back to him.
- "It would take you half an hour.", he said. I was a little bit upset.
- "Why didn't you tell me this before?" I asked.
- "How could I? I didn't know your speed. Now, when I saw you walking, I can tell; it would take you half an hour." he said.
I left the man, admiring his sense of precision.
- Norhan Al-Kayyali
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