Please, please tell us the story again! Please! The three brothers were with their father, Ayyub, in the garden of his fine house in the old town. Turan Shah, the oldest boy, was next to his father. Yusuf now seven years old, held Al-Adil, the baby in his arms and sat as near as he could to listen. r- Ayyub smiled and began: Six years before our Yusuf here was born, I was near the river Tigris catching some birds for your mother to cook for dinner Suddenly, I saw a man on the other side of the water He was having trouble running. He had blood all over his face and clothes, but he still carried his sword. Behind him I could see many soldiers riding ast horses. I thought quickly. Near me was a smallfishing boat. I jumped in and pushed it across the river with a long stick. Mst then, the solders started to get near the water I called to the man and helped him into the boat.