A QURABIYA that once lived in a baking sheet had a very strong fear of drowning in sugar. Next to him sat all sorts of qurabiya delicacies, big or small, in all sorts of shapes, all filled with white sugar. So scared was he, however, that should any of it fall on him, he shook clumsily to get rid of it.

"I'm allergic", he justified himself to the other almond biscuits on the sheet. They, on the other hand, pointed at him and laughed. "How could a qurabiya almond biscuit possibly be allergic to sugar?", they asked him. Yet, he simply looked away every time they raised the issue so they wouldn't throw any sugar at him to make fun of him.

One day, however, the unexpected happened: our good almond biscuit sneezed inside the baking sheet. An explosion of sugar followed that covered everything, leaving the almond biscuits with poor sight as a result. As soon as the dust settled, our  good qurabiya which was covered with white sugar all over, justified himself: "See, I told you I am allergic! Look how I've become!".

He, then, cleaned himself up, only to see the other qurabiyas burst into laughter: "You can't avoid it!", they told him, and then picked some sugar up from the ground, turned it into a snowball and threw it at him. One after another, the rest of the qurabiyas soon followed, firing little snowballs at each other. So terrified was he by the sight, that he simply stared at them, begging for mercy as they kept throwing sugar at him. A few moments later, they turned him into... a snowman. The fight that ensued  soon escalated into total war, and our good qurabiya was so shocked that his only option was to question whether his fear was really justified or not.

He, then, walked out of the sugar cone that had amassed around him, and burst into laughter with the other qurabiyas that wouldn't stop throwing sugar against each other. As soon as they turned their attention on him again, he hid inside a mountain of sugar. Then, they searched the baking sheet, only to get disappointed at not being able to find his hideout.

"What a mess!", a voice from the depths of the kitchen was heard saying. A plump man then appeared, who positioned himself exactly above the baking sheet. The qurabiyas froze with fear. He, then, cleaned everything up, placed the qurabiyas back to their original position and sprinkled extra sugar on top of them so they would look nice again.

As for our good qurabiya almond biscuit? Since that time and after realizing his fears were no longer justified, he, occasionally, plays hide and seek with the other almond biscuits on the sheet.