An old farmer had an old horse for tilling his fields. One day, the horse escaped from the farm. The farmer’s neighbors sympathized with him over his bad luck, but the farmer replied to them: “Bad luck? Good luck? Who knows?”
One week later, the old horse returned back to the farm with a herd of six wild horses. The old farmer’s neighbors congratulated the farmer for his good luck, but he also replied to them: “Good luck? Bad luck? Who knows?”
Then the farmer’s son was attempting to tame one of the wild horses, but he fell off its back and broke his leg. Everyone thought this was bad luck, however, the old farmer again said: “Bad luck? Good luck? Who knows?”
One week later, the army came to the village to conscript every young man they can find there. But when they saw the farmer’s son with his broken leg, they let him off. Was it good luck? Bad luck? Who knows?