“…One day, Sergeant Oded called me over and, smiling, said:
— Do you see that tree over there? — he pointed to a tree about forty meters away.
— Yes, — I replied, already guessing what was coming.
— It wants to tell you something. You have seventeen seconds to run to it, find out what it wants to say, and report back to me, — Oded joked.*
When I returned, I reported cheerfully:
— Oded, you’re mistaken. The tree said it wanted to talk to you.
Everyone burst out laughing. Mischief sparkled in the sergeant’s eyes. He sprinted toward the tree, pretended to listen, then ran back.
— You’re right. The tree wanted to tell me that as a punishment, you’ll be staying on base this Sabbath…”