fishing. Some waded in the water while the others stayed on their bancas. On their way home, a fishermen said, “We have gone in the water and some bathe in it. I hope nobody is drowned.” “Let us count, said another. “There were twelve of us in the morning.” They all counted but each man forgot to count himself. So each counted eleven. “Someone has surely drowned,” they said. “Who among us is the one?” Then they asked a stranger coming by to help them in their trouble. He laughed and said, “I’ll count you.” He stuck the nearest man on the shoulder with his cane and said, “One!” Then he stuck the next man and said, “Two!” Then he went on striking them till he had counted twelve. “God bless you!” the fishermen said together. “Thank you, you have found out that we are all safe.”