In ancient times there was a man who called his donkey to work in his village for one of the merchants of dates. His mission was limited to feeding animals and cleaning the ground of the dung. One day, the young man became ill with transferring the dates to the market, so the servant of the cleaning ground lost it in the steps.
There was a severe hurry of the donkey owner to the market of the village to present it for sale. In the beginning of the journey, the donkey began to go on its feet suddenly, and between the tree and the other it would count to him to verify the loss of any one of them, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, then it would continue the walking, and in the middle of the way it would get tired and would stop. One of the dates merchants would approach him to check the number again, so it would be found lacking.
Then he would get off the back of his donkey while fearing from losing it, then he would recount the number 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, and the donkey owner said to him praise to God, for it is complete, I have missed the number, and therefore every time one of the donkeys passes and counts it, it is found lacking, and in the morning the owner would find the donkey missing and would lead the donkey to his master again, and would give him food and water, and the donkey would eat until it became full and satiated.
The owner said to himself, I will walk on the feet and win a donkey better than I ride and lose a donkey, and therefore he decided to complete the journey walking on the feet so the donkey would not be lost.
From strange tales…