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At the Hebrew School, the new teacher finished the day's lesson. It was now time for the usual question period.
"Morah (teacher)," announced little Yossi, "there's somethin' I can't figure out."
"What's that Yossi?" asked the teacher.
"Well accordin' to the Torah, the Children of Israel were enslaved in Egypt, right?"
"Right."
"An' the Children of Israel crossed the Red Sea, right?"
"Right."
"An' the Children of Israel built the Temple, right?"
"Again you're right."
"An' the Children of Israel fought the 'gyptians, an' the Children of Israel fought the Romans, an' the Children of Israel wuz always doin' somethin' important, right?"
"All that is right, too," the teacher agreed. "So what's your question?"
"What I wanna know is this," demanded Yossi. "All this time what were the grown-ups doing?"
At the Hebrew School, the new teacher finished the day's lesson. It was now time for the usual question period.
"Morah (teacher)," announced little Yossi, "there's somethin' I can't figure out."
"What's that Yossi?" asked the teacher.
"Well accordin' to the Torah, the Children of Israel were enslaved in Egypt, right?"
"Right."
"An' the Children of Israel crossed the Red Sea, right?"
"Right."
"An' the Children of Israel built the Temple, right?"
"Again you're right."
"An' the Children of Israel fought the 'gyptians, an' the Children of Israel fought the Romans, an' the Children of Israel wuz always doin' somethin' important, right?"
"All that is right, too," the teacher agreed. "So what's your question?"
"What I wanna know is this," demanded Yossi. "All this time what were the grown-ups doing?"