― It was about twelve noon and as usual I had to go to the well, I always chose this time because it was usually less crowded at this time of the day. I will not have to face much booing or mockery from my town people.As I approached the well I saw this gentle looking man sitting on it, I paused a little bit as I noticed he was a Jew. A Jew! Jews do not like Samaritans at all, so what was he doing here sitting on our well, is he not afraid he would be defiled, ha?! They always think too much of [...].