Aging faces
Five-year-old Emma was sitting on her zayde’s lap as he read her a bedtime story. From time to time, Emma would take her eyes off the book and reach up to touch her zayde’s wrinkled cheek. She was alternately stroking her own cheek, then his again.
Finally Emma spoke up: “Zayde, did God make you?”
“Yes, darling,” he answered, “God made me a long time ago.”
“Oh,” she said. “Zayde, did God make me too?”
“Yes, indeed, sweetheart,” he said, “God made you just a little while ago.”
Feeling their respective faces again, Emma observed, “God’s getting better at it, isn’t he?”
© david minkoff
Bris talk
Two children are in a hospital, lying on stretchers next to each other, outside the operating room.
The first leans over and asks, “What are you in here for?”
The second replies, “I’m in here to get my tonsils out and I’m a little nervous.”
The first kid says, “You’ve got nothing to worry about. I had that done when I was 4. They put you to sleep, and when you wake up they give you lots of Jell-O and ice cream. It’s a breeze.”
The second kid then asks, “What are you here for?”
The first kid says, “A circumcision.”
And the second kid says, “Whoa, I had that done when I was born. Couldn’t walk for a year.” n
© david minkoff
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