The Mulla was found pouring wheat from the jars of his
neighbors into his own, at the communal wheat-store. He was
taken before the judge.
   ‘I am a fool, I don’t know their wheat from mine,’ he stated.
   ‘Then why did you not pour any wheat from your own jar
into theirs?’ demanded the judge.
   ‘Ah, but I know my wheat from theirs - I am not such a fool
as that!’