In the north of Holland you find a sweet village called
Nibbixwold. For ages it is crowded by two clans of clever cobolds living in peace together, the
clan with the red hats and the clan with the green hats. Love is their basic theme. However, there is something weird about this
community. There are no mirrors, no mirroring surfaces, even the whole concept of mirroring is unknown. No cobold knows the colour of his/her own hat and although
every cobold can distinguish the color of his/her neighbour’s hat he/she cannot
tell his or her neighbour what colour she/he is wearing. Isn’t that
strange?
Then what happens…. For misty reasons one day a message
arrives that ALL the red hatted cobolds should leave the village or else they
are to be slaughtered. The red hatted ONLY! Every green hatted cobold that
joins them will activate the punishment as well. They are given a limited
number of days to obey the command. The
number of days they get to their
depart, maximally is the total number of the clan of redhats and starts the day after the message arrived.
The message hits the village as a fragmentation bomb. Every
single cobold is totally upset. Clearly their peaceful multicolor coexistance
will end here. No one knows nor understands who sent this message and why, but
fear has taken over senses and they decide to take it serious and prevent the
slaughter.
As they have some days left, they decide to organize a
gorgeous farewell party first.
But HOW to decide who should leave the village as you
don’t know to what clan you belong???
What hat am I wearing? is the thought most heard in the
village.
That’s the question....
Hey CoCo Ton, do you know the answer ? :)
