Mr. Jemineh leaves his apartment, slips, and tumbles down the stairs. But what luck! He finds his key, which he had lost ages ago, under a flower pot. Or: One day he goes for a walk, and a large ship brushes against his arm, nearly knocking him over, but what luck! He is invited on a free ride and takes a journey across the sea. It all depends on the perspective from which you view things. Mr. Jemineh is convinced of this. At the lunch table, he tells his wife about his experiences in an impressive manner, while she listens skeptically at first, then increasingly amused. There are dumplings, sausages, a bit of clattering dishes, and under the table, the dog Ferdinand. It’s hard to imagine what would have happened if a flower pot hadn’t fallen on his head one fine day, causing him to look up and see.