Once upon a time, Juha went traveling, mounted on his donkey.  Soon he came upon an encampment of rich nomads, who offered him their hospitality.

But when the traditional three days had passed, he showed no signs of leaving.

What to do? At the end of a week, the sheik [leader] said to Juha, in a sad tone, “My poor Juha, your mother has died.  You had better leave for home immediately.”

Juha began crying; he wept and lamented for a long time.  Finally consoled, he said, “Now I’m an orphan; keep me.”

And he stayed there all his life.

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In another tale, “Juha at the village Coffeehouse,” he cleverly turns a practical joke intended to embarrass him against its perpetrators.  He not only outsmarts them, but he places them in a female role with himself as male; thus, not only is he invulnerable to being teased for not being “strong enough” to produce eggs like his cronies, but he makes himself the only man among a coffeehouse full of self proclaimed “women.”

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One day, some villagers said: “This evening at the coffeehouse let’s play a joke on Juha.  During the evening, someone will stand up and say, “I’ve laid an egg.’”

So that evening, one of the villagers stood up and said, “Look, I’ve laid an egg!”  He picked up an egg from his chair and showed it all around. 

Soon another did the same, and then another and another, until everyone but Juha had produced an egg.

Then the villagers turned to Juha and said, “Didn’t you see how we all laid eggs?  Lay like us if you are strong enough to do it.”

Juha thought a moment, then got up and began flapping his arms like wings, shouting “Cock-a-doodle-doo! Cock-a-doodle-doo!”