From: Kafka Dreams
To: still
Subject: teachers
Date: Mon, 21 Oct 2002 10:53:15 -0400


I love Mullah Nasrudin.  I stumbled across a book of his stories when
I was in a kid - either middle school or high school, I forget now.
It was probably my only conscious contact with Islam for over a decade
and was part of the basis for my interest in trickster stories and
trickster gods.  

I wish I had something profound to say about teachers and teaching,
but I don't.  I just try to appreciate them in whatever form they
enter my life.
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"There is nothing which cannot be answered by means of my doctrine,"
said a monk, coming into a teahouse where Nasrudin sat.  

"And yet just a short time ago, I was challenged by a scholar with an
unanswerable question," said Nasrudin.  

"I could have answered it if I had been there."  

"Very well. He asked, 'Why are you breaking into my house in the
middle of the night?'"
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