Following on from our ‘Perfect Wife’ post, we’d like to serve up the second of this two parter – ‘The Perfect Husband’.
Recently we did a seminar at Atatürk Anadolu Lise in Antalya. The workshop was based around storytelling and at one point we entreated the participants to regale us with stories of their own. Nilgün Eroğlu, told us this anecdote about the perfect husband, so thanks to her. Here it is in all its glory.
During a time of global crisis a woman was walking through the desert when she came upon a glass bottle. She picked up the bottle, pulled out the stopper, and cleaned off the sand with the hem of her dress. Quick as a flash, out popped a rather shoddy looking genie, who explained that due to the economic downturn the woman was only entitled to one wish and not the standard three.
The woman thought for a moment and then produced a map from her shoulder bag, unfolded it, and showed the genie the region of Palestine.
‘For years,’ she said, ‘this area on the map has been plagued by continuous fighting and insufferable blood shed. Families have been torn apart, children grow-up knowing nothing but guns and bombs. I wish you could find a solution to this problem and bring peace to the region.’
The genie thought for a moment, sadly shook his head and replied, ‘As you know there is a crisis and my powers have also been affected. I’m not the genie I once was. Could you think of something slightly easier?’
The woman thought for a moment. ‘Well,’ she said, ‘I’m single and have long been looking for the perfect husband, but sadly to no avail. I want a man who is kind and courageous, who has a loving heart and who would always think of me before himself. He doesn’t have to be the best looking man in the world, a pleasant appearance would suffice and I certainly don’t want a man who loves himself and spends hours in front of the mirror. He must be hard-working, honest, intelligent, humorous, but also able to laugh at himself, sociable and friendly. He must be spiritual, but aware of wordly matters and above all else he must make me feel like a goddess; like I am the centre of his world.’
Almost immediately the genie said, ‘Show me that map again!’