Once upon a time, in a neighborhood not far from the Friday market, there was a man named "Uncle Rajab," a simple man who worked selling layered pastry and viewed life with a suspicious philosophical lens. One day, he sat at the café and saw his friend "Hajj Samir" laughing suspiciously, so he asked him:
- "What are you laughing at, Hajj?"
- "Oh Uncle Rajab, I made $3 in half an hour from Binance!"
Since then, Uncle Rajab said: "I need to enter the world of cryptocurrencies. The pastry costs 10 pounds, but Bitcoin is $60,000... I've been on the wrong path for a long time!"
Uncle Rajab went to open an account on Binance. As soon as he saw the screen, he said:
"What does short mean? And what does long mean? Are we in pants or what?"
The first trade he entered was on a currency called "Shiba." He invested $10 and went to sleep, then woke up to find his balance was 0.01 cents. He said:
"I didn't buy Shiba... I bought a hungry dog and fed him my money!"
But Uncle Rajab didn't give up. He started learning technical analysis and hung a paper on the wall that said:
"Support is not government money, and resistance is not for occupation... These are lines drawn on the chart!"
Over time, he developed a strategy: "Buy when the market crashes, and sell when people are happy," and the result? The same balance... just a different face!
In the end, Uncle Rajab said:
"I'm not losing... I'm a long-term investor... and Bitcoin will come back... even after retirement!"
**Note:** Any similarity between Uncle Rajab and any real trader… is not a coincidence, we are all probably Uncle Rajab but with different glasses.
