Once upon a time, in a neighborhood not far from the Friday market, there was a man named "Uncle Rajab", a simple man working in selling fatir and looking at life with a suspicious philosophical outlook. One day, he sat at the coffee shop and saw his friend "Haj Samir" laughing suspiciously, so he asked:
- "What are you laughing at, Haj?"
- "Uncle Rajab, I made 3 dollars in half an hour from Binance!"
Since then, Uncle Rajab said: "I need to enter the world of cryptocurrencies. The fatir is 10 pounds, but Bitcoin is 60 thousand dollars... 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 entered with 10 dollars and slept, then woke up to find the balance was 0.01 cents. He said:
"I didn't buy Shiba... I bought a hungry dog and fed it 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 money from the government, and resistance is not for occupation… these are lines drawn on the chart!"
Over time, he had 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 return… even if after retirement!"
**Note:** Any resemblance between Uncle Rajab and any real trader… is not a coincidence, it’s likely that we are all Uncle Rajab but with different glasses.