Imaan
11-03-2005, 02:11 PM
An old Arab lived close to New York City for more than
>40 years. One day he decided that he would love to
>plant potatoes and herbs in his garden, but he knew he
>was alone and too old and weak.
>
>His son was in college in Paris, so the old man
>sent him an e-mail explaining the problem:
>
>"Beloved son, I am very sad, because I can't plant
>potatoes in my garden. I am sure, if only you were
>here, that you would help me and dig up the garden for
>me. I love you, your father."
>
>The following day, the old man received a response
>e-mail from his son:
>
>"Beloved father, please don't touch the garden. That
>is where I have hidden 'the THING'. I love you, too,
>Ahmed."
>
>At 4pm the US Army, the Marines, the FBI, the CIA, the
>NSA, the OHS, and the Rangers visited the house of the
>old man and took the whole garden apart, searching
>every inch. But they couldn't find anything.
>Disappointed, they left the house.
>
>The next day, the old man received another e-mail from
>his son:
>
>"Beloved father, I hope the garden is dug up by now
>and you can plant your potatoes. That is all I could
>do for you from here. Your loving son, Ahmed."
>40 years. One day he decided that he would love to
>plant potatoes and herbs in his garden, but he knew he
>was alone and too old and weak.
>
>His son was in college in Paris, so the old man
>sent him an e-mail explaining the problem:
>
>"Beloved son, I am very sad, because I can't plant
>potatoes in my garden. I am sure, if only you were
>here, that you would help me and dig up the garden for
>me. I love you, your father."
>
>The following day, the old man received a response
>e-mail from his son:
>
>"Beloved father, please don't touch the garden. That
>is where I have hidden 'the THING'. I love you, too,
>Ahmed."
>
>At 4pm the US Army, the Marines, the FBI, the CIA, the
>NSA, the OHS, and the Rangers visited the house of the
>old man and took the whole garden apart, searching
>every inch. But they couldn't find anything.
>Disappointed, they left the house.
>
>The next day, the old man received another e-mail from
>his son:
>
>"Beloved father, I hope the garden is dug up by now
>and you can plant your potatoes. That is all I could
>do for you from here. Your loving son, Ahmed."